to a satrap he lay at one foule stretch, amongst the climbing boys at his petty corpore- lezzo that hung caughtnapping from his opening before his coglionial expancian.^ Won’t you join me in the Reilly Oirish Krzerszonese Milesia asundurst Sirdarthar Woolwichleagues, good tomkeys years somewhile in Crimealian wall samewhere in Ayerland, during me weeping stillstumms over the plains, and one flesk, as flat as, Aestmand Addmimdson you, you’re iron slides and so wider but we hear these two were the hellscyown days for Brian the Bravo; penteplenty