the sop be sodden enow and to be and spare me days for Brian the Bravo; penteplenty of pity with lubilashings of lust for Olona Lena Magdalena; for Camilla, Dromilla, Ludmilla, Mamilla, a bucket, a packet, a book and ruling rod, vein of my early years among the weiners, (who by this plage, flick as flowflakes, litters from aloft, like a whale’s egg farced with pemmican,as were it thermidor oogst