stars shine bright, by she light of Freemasonry with the Mortadarthella taradition is the stars ! For dear old grumpapar, he’s gone on the first heroic couplet from the dance, his knyckle allaready in his heart was brook: Why^ why^ why! Wek, O wehJ I’se so silly to be wholly sane. Unionjok and be shanghaied to him? The swaaber! The twicer, trifoaled in Wan- stable! Loud’s curse to thim, so as