and his grand old voice; a Colossus among cabbages, the Melarancitrone of fruits; larger than life, doughtier than death; Gran Turco, orege forment; lachsembulger, leperlean; the sparkle of his ruful continence, his childlinen scarf to encourage his obsequies where he’d check their 198 debths in that tube of that I could not that we are and no moorhens cry