quinta-feira, 14 de fevereiro de 2013

Oitavo encontro (21/02)


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    Every evening at lighting up o'clock sharp and until further
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notice in Feenichts Playhouse. (Bar and conveniences always
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open, Diddlem Club douncestears.) Entrancings: gads, a scrab;
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the quality, one large shilling. Newly billed for each wickeday
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perfumance. Somndoze massinees. By arraignment, childream's
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hours, expercatered. Jampots, rinsed porters, taken in token. With
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nightly redistribution of parts and players by the puppetry pro-
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ducer and daily dubbing of ghosters, with the benediction of the
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Holy Genesius Archimimus and under the distinguished patron-
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age of their Elderships the Oldens from the four coroners of
Findrias, Murias, Gorias and Falias, Messoirs the Coarbs, Clive
Sollis, Galorius Kettle, Pobiedo Lancey and Pierre Dusort,
while the Caesar-in-Chief looks. On. Sennet. As played to the
Adelphi by the Brothers Bratislavoff (Hyrcan and Haristobulus),
after humpteen dumpteen revivals. Before all the King's Hoarsers
with all the Queen's Mum. And wordloosed over seven seas
crowdblast in cellelleneteutoslavzendlatinsoundscript. In four
tubbloids. While fern may cald us until firn make cold. The Mime
of Mick, Nick and the Maggies, adopted from the Ballymooney
Bloodriddon Murther by Bluechin Blackdillain (authorways 'Big
Storey'), featuring:
    GLUGG (Mr Seumas McQuillad, hear the riddles between the
robot in his dress circular and the gagster in the rogues' gallery),
the bold bad bleak boy of the storybooks, who, when the tabs go

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up, as we discover, because he knew to mutch, has been divorced
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into disgrace court by
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    THE FLORAS (Girl Scouts from St. Bride's Finishing Establish-
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ment, demand acidulateds), a month's bunch of pretty maidens
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who, while they pick on her, their pet peeve, form with valkyri-
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enne licence the guard for
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    IZOD (Miss Butys Pott, ask the attendantess for a leaflet), a be-
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witching blonde who dimples delightfully and is approached in
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loveliness only by her grateful sister reflection in a mirror, the cloud
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of the opal, who, having jilted Glugg, is being fatally fascinated by
    CHUFF (Mr Sean O'Mailey, see the chalk and sanguine picto-
graph on the safety drop), the fine frank fairhaired fellow of the
fairytales, who wrestles for tophole with the bold bad bleak boy
Glugg, geminally about caps or puds or tog bags or bog gats or
chuting rudskin gunerally or something, until they adumbrace a
pattern of somebody else or other, after which they are both car-
ried off the set and brought home to be well soaped, sponged and
scrubbed again by
    ANN (Miss Corrie Corriendo, Grischun scoula, bring the babes,
Pieder, Poder and Turtey, she mistributes mandamus monies,
after perdunamento, hendrud aloven entrees, pulcinellis must not
miss our national rooster's rag), their poor little old mother-in-
lieu, who is woman of the house, playing opposite to
    HUMP (Mr Makeall Gone, read the sayings from Laxdalesaga
in the programme about King Ericus of Schweden and the spirit's
whispers in his magical helmet), cap-a-pipe with watch and top-
per, coat, crest and supporters, the cause of all our grievances,
the whirl, the flash and the trouble, who, having partially re-
covered from a recent impeachment due to egg everlasting, but
throughandthoroughly proconverted, propounded for cyclo-
logical, is, studding sail once more, jibsheets and royals, in the
semblance of the substance for the membrance of the umbrance
with the remnance of the emblence reveiling a quemdam super-
cargo, of The Rockery, Poopinheavin, engaged in entertaining
in his pilgrimst customhouse at Caherlehome-upon-Eskur those
statutory persons


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    THE CUSTOMERS (Components of the Afterhour Courses at St.
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Patricius' Academy for Grownup Gentlemen, consult the annu-
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ary, coldporters sibsuction), a bundle of a dozen of representa-
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tive locomotive civics, each inn quest of outings, who are still
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more sloppily served after every cup final by
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    SAUNDERSON (Mr Knut Oelsvinger, Tiffsdays off, wouldntstop
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in bad, imitation of flatfish, torchbearing supperaape, dud half-
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sovereign, no chee daily, rolly pollsies, Glen of the Downs, the
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Gugnir, his geyswerks, his earsequack, his lokistroki, o.s.v.), a
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scherinsheiner and spoilcurate, unconcerned in the mystery but
under the inflounce of the milldieuw and butt of
    KATE (Miss Rachel Lea Varian, she tells forkings for baschfel-
lors, under purdah of card palmer teaput tosspot Madam d'Elta,
during the pawses), kook-and-dishdrudge, whitch believes wan-
thingthats, whouse be the churchyard or whorts up the aasgaars,
the show must go on.
    Time: the pressant.
    With futurist onehorse balletbattle pictures and the Pageant
of Past History worked up with animal variations amid ever-
glaning mangrovemazes and beorbtracktors by Messrs Thud and
Blunder. Shadows by the film folk, masses by the good people.
Promptings by Elanio Vitale. Longshots, upcloses, outblacks and
stagetolets by Hexenschuss, Coachmaher, Incubone and Rock-
narrag. Creations tastefully designed by Madame Berthe Dela-
mode. Dances arranged by Harley Quinn and Coollimbeina.
Jests, jokes, jigs and jorums for the Wake lent from the properties
of the late cemented Mr T. M. Finnegan R.I.C. Lipmasks and
hairwigs by Ouida Nooikke. Limes and Floods by Crooker and
Toll. Kopay pibe by Kappa Pedersen. Hoed Pine hat with
twentyfour ventholes by Morgen. Bosse and stringbag from
Heteroditheroe's and All Ladies' presents. Tree taken for grafted.
Rock rent. Phenecian blends and Sourdanian doofpoosts by
Shauvesourishe and Wohntbedarft. The oakmulberryeke with
silktrick twomesh from Shop-Sowry, seedsmanchap. Grabstone
beg from General Orders Mailed. The crack (that's Cork!) by
a smoker from the gods. The interjection (Buckley!) by the fire-


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ment in the pit. Accidental music providentially arranged by
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L'Archet and Laccorde. Melodiotiosities in purefusion by the
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score. To start with in the beginning, we need hirtly bemark,
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a community prayer, everyone for himself, and to conclude
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with as an exodus, we think it well to add, a chorale in canon,
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good for us all for us all us all all. Songs betune the acts by
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the ambiamphions of Annapolis, Joan MockComic, male so-
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prano, and Jean Souslevin, bass noble, respectively: O, Mester
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Sogermon, ef thes es whot ye deux, then I'm not surpleased ye
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want that bottle of Sauvequipeu and Oh Off Nunch Der Rasche
Ver Lasse Mitsch Nitscht. Till the summit scenes of climbacks
castastrophear, The Bearded Mountain (Polymop Barethe-
rootsch), and The River Romps to Nursery (Maidykins in Undi-
form). The whole thugogmagog, including the portions under-
stood to be oddmitted as the results of the respective titulars
neglecting to produce themselves, to be wound up for an after-
enactment by a Magnificent Transformation Scene showing the
Radium Wedding of Neid and Moorning and the Dawn of
Peace, Pure, Perfect and Perpetual, Waking the Weary of the
World.
  
    An argument follows.
    Chuffy was a nangel then and his soard fleshed light like like-
ning. Fools top! Singty, sangty, meekly loose, defendy nous from
prowlabouts. Make a shine on the curst. Emen.
    But the duvlin sulph was in Glugger, that lost-to-lurning.
Punct. He was sbuffing and sputing, tussing like anisine, whip-
ping his eyesoult and gnatsching his teats over the brividies from
existers and the outher liubbocks of life. He halth kelchy chosen
a clayblade and makes prayses to his three of clubs. To part from
these, my corsets, is into overlusting fear. Acts of feet, hoof and
jarrety: athletes longfoot. Djowl, uphere!
    Aminxt that nombre of evelings, but how pierceful in their so-
jestiveness were those first girly stirs, with zitterings of flight re-
leased and twinglings of twitchbells in rondel after, with waver-
ings that made shimmershake rather naightily all the duskcended
airs and shylit beaconings from shehind hims back. Sammy, call

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on. Mirrylamb, she was shuffering all the diseasinesses of the un-
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herd of. Mary Louisan Shousapinas! If Arck could no more salve
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his agnols from the wiles of willy wooly woolf! If all the airish
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signics of her dipandump helpabit from an Father Hogam till
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the Mutther Masons could not that Glugg to catch her by the
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calour of her brideness! Not Rose, Sevilla nor Citronelle; not
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Esmeralde, Pervinca nor Indra; not Viola even nor all of them
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four themes over. But, the monthage stick in the melmelode jawr,
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I am (twintomine) all thees thing. Up tighty in the front, down
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again on the loose, drim and drumming on her back and a pop
from her whistle. What is that, O holytroopers? Isot givin yoe?
    Up he stulpled, glee you gees, with search a fling did die near
sea, beamy owen and calmy hugh and if you what you my call for
me I will wishyoumaycull for you.
    And they are met, face a facing. They are set, force to force.
And no such Copenhague-Marengo was less so fated for a fall
since in Glenasmole of Smiling Thrushes Patch Whyte passed
O'Sheen ascowl.
    Arrest thee, scaldbrother! came the evangelion, sabre accu-
sant, from all Saint Joan's Wood to kill or maim him, and be
dumm but ill s'arrested. Et would proffer to his delected one the
his trifle from the grass.
    A space. Who are you? The cat's mother. A time. What do
you lack? The look of a queen.
    But what is that which is one going to prehend? Seeks, buzzling
is brains, the feinder.
    The howtosayto itiswhatis hemustwhomust worden schall.
A darktongues, kunning. O theoperil! Ethiaop lore, the poor lie.
He askit of the hoothed fireshield but it was untergone into the
matthued heaven. He soughed it from the luft but that bore ne
mark ne message. He luked upon the bloomingrund where ongly
his corns were growning. At last he listed back to beckline how
she pranked alone so johntily. The skand for schooling.
    With nought a wired from the wordless either.
    Item. He was hardset then. He wented to go (somewhere) while
he was weeting. Utem. He wished to grieve on the good persons, that


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is the four gentlemen. Otem. And it was not a long time till he was
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feeling true forim he was goodda purssia and it was short after that
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he was fooling mehaunt to mehynte he was an injine ruber. Etem.
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He was at his thinker's aunts to give (the four gentlemen) the presence
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(of a curpse). And this is what he would be willing. He fould the
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fourd; they found the hurtled stones; they fell ill with the gravy
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duck: and he sod town with the roust of the meast. Atem.
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    Towhere byhangs ourtales.
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    Ah ho! This poor Glugg! It was so said of him about of his old
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fontmouther. Truly deplurabel! A dire, O dire! And all the freight-
fullness whom he inhebited after his colline born janitor. Some-
time towerable! With that hehry antlets on him and the bauble-
light bulching out of his sockets whiling away she sprankled his
allover with her noces of interregnation: How do you do that lack
a lock and pass the poker, please? And bids him tend her, lute
and airly. Sing, sweetharp, thing to me anone! So that Glugg,
the poor one, in that limbopool which was his subnesciousness
he could scares of all knotknow whither his morrder had bourst
a blabber or if the vogalstones that hit his tynpan was that mearly
his skoll missed her. Misty's trompe or midst his flooting? Ah,
ho! Cicely, awe!
    The youngly delightsome frilles-in-pleyurs are now showen
drawen, if bud one, or, if in florileague, drawens up consociately
at the hinder sight of their commoner guardian. Her boy fiend or
theirs, if they are so plurielled, cometh up as a trapadour, sinking
how he must fand for himself by gazework what their colours
wear as they are all showen drawens up. Tireton, cacheton, tire-
ton, ba! Doth that not satisfy youth, sir? Quanty purty bellas,
here, Madama Lifay! And what are you going to charm them to,
Madama, do say? Cinderynelly angled her slipper; it was cho
chiny yet braught her a groom. He will angskt of them from their
commoner guardian at next lineup (who is really the rapier of the
two though thother brother can hold his own, especially for he
bandished it with his hand the hold time, mamain, a simply gra-
cious: Mi, O la!), and reloose that thong off his art: Hast thou feel
liked carbunckley ones? Apun which his poohoor pricoxity theirs


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is a little tittertit of hilarity (Lad-o'-me-soul! Lad-o'-me-soul,
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see!) and the wordchary is atvoiced ringsoundinly by their toots
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ensembled, though not meaning to be clever, but just with a shrug
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of their hips to go to troy and harff a freak at himself by all that
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story to the ulstramarines. Otherwised, holding their noises,
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they insinuate quiet private, Ni, he make peace in his preaches
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and play with esteem.
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    Warewolff! Olff! Toboo!
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    So olff for his topheetuck the ruck made raid, aslick aslegs
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would run; and he ankered on his hunkers with the belly belly
prest. Asking: What's my muffinstuffinaches for these times? To
weat: Breath and bother and whatarcurss. Then breath more
bother and more whatarcurss. Then no breath no bother but wor-
rawarrawurms. And Shim shallave shome.
    As Rigagnolina to Mountagnone, what she meaned he could
not can. All she meaned was golten sylvup, all she meaned was
some Knight's ploung jamn. It's driving her dafft like he's so
dumnb. If he'd lonely talk instead of only gawk as thought yate-
man hat stuck hits stick althrough his spokes and if he woold nut
wolly so! Hee. Speak, sweety bird! Mitzymitzy! Though I did
ate tough turf I'm not the bogdoxy.
          Have you monbreamstone?
          No.
          or Hellfeuersteyn?
          No.
          Or Van Diemen's coral pearl?
          No.
    He has lost.
    Off to clutch, Glugg! Forwhat! Shape your reres, Glugg!
Foreweal! Ring we round, Chuff! Fairwell! Chuffchuff's inners
even. All's rice with their whorl!
    Yet, ah tears, who can her mater be? She's promised he'd eye
her. To try up her pretti. But now it's so longed and so fared and
so forth. Jerry for jauntings. Alabye! Fled.
    The flossies all and mossies all they drooped upon her draped
brimfall. The bowknots, the showlots, they wilted into woeblots.


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The pearlagraph, the pearlagraph, knew whitchly whether to weep
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or laugh. For always down in Carolinas lovely Dinahs vaunt their
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view.
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    Poor Isa sits a glooming so gleaming in the gloaming; the tin-
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celles a touch tarnished wind no lovelinoise awound her swan's.
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Hey, lass! Woefear gleam she so glooming, this pooripathete I
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solde? Her beauman's gone of a cool. Be good enough to symper-
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ise. If he's at anywhere she's therefor to join him. If it's to no-
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where she's going to too. Buf if he'll go to be a son to France's
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she'll stay daughter of Clare. Bring tansy, throw myrtle, strew
rue, rue, rue. She is fading out like Journee's clothes so you can't
see her now. Still we know how Day the Dyer works, in dims
and deeps and dusks and darks. And among the shades that Eve's
now wearing she'll meet anew fiancy, tryst and trow. Mammy
was, Mimmy is, Minuscoline's to be. In the Dee dips a dame and
the dame desires a demselle but the demselle dresses dolly and
the dolly does a dulcydamble. The same renew. For though
she's unmerried she'll after truss up and help that hussyband how
to hop. Hip it and trip it and chirrub and sing. Lord Chuffy's sky
sheraph and Glugg's got to swing.


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    It darkles, (tinct, tint) all this our funnaminal world. Yon
marshpond by ruodmark verge is visited by the tide. Alvem-
marea! We are circumveiloped by obscuritads. Man and belves
frieren. There is a wish on them to be not doing or anything. Or
just for rugs. Zoo koud! Drr, deff, coal lay on and, pzz, call us
pyrress! Ha. Where is our highly honourworthy salutable spouse-
founderess? The foolish one of the family is within. Haha! Huzoor,
where's he? At house, to's pitty. With Nancy Hands.Tcheetchee!
Hound through the maize has fled. What hou! Isegrim under
lolling ears. Far wol! And wheaten bells bide breathless. All. The
trail of Gill not yet is to be seen, rocksdrops, up benn, down
dell, a craggy road for rambling. Nor yet through starland that
silver sash. What era's o'ering? Lang gong late. Say long, scielo!
Sillume, see lo! Selene, sail O! Amune! Ark!? Noh?! Nought
stirs in spinney. The swayful pathways of the dragonfly spider
stay still in reedery. Quiet takes back her folded fields. Tranquille
thanks. Adew. In deerhaven, imbraced, alleged, injoynted and


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    Till tree from tree, tree among trees, tree over tree become
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stone to stone, stone between stones, stone under stone for ever.
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    O Loud, hear the wee beseech of thees of each of these thy un-
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litten ones! Grant sleep in hour's time, O Loud!
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    That they take no chill. That they do ming no merder. That
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they shall not gomeet madhowiatrees.
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    Loud, heap miseries upon us yet entwine our arts with laugh-
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ters low!
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    Ha he hi ho hu.
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    Mummum.




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