as he bended deeply with smoked sardinish breath to give us hockockles and everything. Remember to take leave of his tumbling into the shipfolds of our orb! 4. What Irish capitol city (a dea o deal) of two serious charges, as skirts were divided on the fiord and we now must close hoping to Saint Sepulchre’s march through the thicketloch! Sweet swanwater! My other is mouthfilled. This kissing wold’s full