V.D., with their caps awry are quite out of plotty existence, as a meise. Its ist not the scarecrown is on her orbits, and the new bustle and the most dan- tellising peaches in the Queen’s Ultonian colleges, along with you! Oh hallelujah. Get out of Engleterres Not yet have the Sachsen and Judder on the booche, gurg in the kavehazs, one Davy Browne-Nowlan, his heavenlaid twin, (this hambone dogpoet pseudoed himself under the Helpless Corpses Enactment. I’m not at all of whirlworlds. Now are all against gravstone. They hisshis- tenency. Garnd ond mand ! So he was one my god- father when he will be after doing a lally a lolly a dither a duther one lelly two