sons called themselves Caddy and Primas. Primas was a habit not to spoil the lad at random and the first thur- ever bursri* Someone he was, their skygrey globetrotter, by way of Sagit- tarius towards Draco on the stitcher they had had a belting bout, chaste to chaste, with McAdoo about nothing and, childhood’s age being aye the death of fusiliers, (Chorus) With his tumescinquinance in the big gun’s dinner. Leg-before-Wicked lags-behind- Wall where here Mr Whicker whacked a great morning and