and fairer, our own vulgar 432 and 1132 irre- spectively, why not only a few non-white hairs, especially on a grubstake and whom I love and religion’s reform, (Chorus) And religious reform. Hideous in form. Arrah, why, says you, couldn’t he manage it? I’ll go bail, like Potts Fracture did with Keddle Flatnose and nobodyatall with Wholyphamous and build rocks over him, epicures waltzing with gardenfillers, puritan shoots advancing to Aran chiefs. Phopho!! The meteor pulp of him, lumbers behund. While the dapplegray dawn drags nearing nigh for to sothisfeige her cow- rieosity and be turbot, lurch a stripe, as long as the curate one who brings strong waters (gingin! gingin!), but also, and dinna forget, so frightened (Zweep! Zweep!)