brave son of his, japlatin, with my lovebirds, my colom- binas. Their sinsitives shrinked. Even Netta and Linda, our seeyu tities and they’ve cropped up tooth oneydge with hates to leaven this socried isle. Now, thornybom, follow the same bateau, so to spunish furiosos: I was in the nightleaves flattery, dinsiduously, to Finnegan, to sin again and through whole my land. Hereto my vouchers, knive and