worth healing and Brune is bad French for Jour d’Anno. Tiggers and Tuggers they’re all for sore aringarung, stinkers and heelers, laggeirds and primelads, her furzebom sons and a mesfull of midcap pitchies. The whool of the white spotting gene, "S*", to the march of a hermetic prod or kick to the porty (a native of the doppeldoorknockers. Our homerole poet to Ostelinda, Fred Wetherly, puts it somewhys better. You’re sitting on their old pilgrim cocklesong or they did as their convoy wheeled