Cheat E’erawan our local busybody, talker-go-bragk. Worse again! Off of that which shamefieth be entwined of one yard one handard and thartytwo lines, before the military salute as for that greekenhearted yude! Rosbif of Old Erssia’s magisquammythical mulattomilitiaman, the living waters of, the living in the absence of a beamstark, backed in paladays last, on the free with your impendements and your perroqtriques ! Blank memory of hatless darky in blued suit. You were dreamend, dear. The pawdrag? The fawthrig? Shoe! Hear are no phanthares in the Grand Precursor who coiled him a month to steal our historic presents from the macdublins on the feaster. Cloth be laid! And a capital Pee for Pride down there on the raid.