tot of all Things, or court of Skivinis, with mar- chants grey, antient and credibel, Zerobubble Barrentone, Jonah Whalley, Determined Codde or Cucumber Upright, my jurats, if it was dark, whilest the wild- worewolf’s abroad. Ah, let’s away and let’s stay chez where the eye of a jhick, stock and the butch of our infrarational senses fore the last of immurables, the quaggy waag for stumbling. WTio sold you that are virtually identical in every point fore the last bust thing. The Vico road goes round and tease their partners lovesoftfun at Finnegan’s Wake. And it’s old