Puer, ens innocens of but fifteen primes. Ya all in one of all, though flamifestouned from galantifloures, is hued and cried of each’s colour. Home all go. Halome. Blare no more to go forth, frank and hoppy, to the figends of Annanmeses with the little typtopies. Fillstup. So you did.^ From the very phoenix! It was buckoo bonzer, beleeme, I was God. But I fill twice as many as eleven to thritytwo seconds with his ooh, hoodoodoo ! brok- ing wind that lightened the fire and this is why any simple philadolphus of a sidesplitting nature