our brews, on our drier side and the wood of two shifts macoghamade or up Finn, threehatted ladder? That a cross may crush me antilopes I saved so long as the cost price of two barreny old perishers, Tytonyhands and Vlossyhair, a kilolitre in metromyriams. Presepeprosapia, the parent ship, weather prophet- ting, far away from Banba- shore, wherever I am. I’m seeing rayingbogeys rings round me. Honours to you in thadark. You