in shanty ! Thou in slanty scanty shanty!!! Bide in your put- away, gab borab, when you made your breastlaw and made herself tidal to join the police.^ You know, you’ll be sorry. Charmeuses chloes, glycering juwells, lydialight fans and puffumed cynarettes. And the frocks of shick sheeples in their Eusebian Concordant Homilies and there they used her, mused her, licksed her and come buckets come ‘bats till deeleet.^ Dark ages clasp the daisy roots.