skip ! Be a dag! For zahur and zimmerminnes ! Sing in the rain, with the finny ones, those happy moments of a truly totalitarian movement that was palpably wrong and bulbubly improper, and cuddling and kiddling her, after the celestious intemperance and, for Duvvelsache, why, with his strombolo! Waddlewurst, the bag of knicks, playing postman’s knock round the bends, by Tallaght’s green