Just so stylled with the nattes are their flowerheads now and each of all has a |1stalk unto lovestalk owntoº1| herself and the tot of all
ofº the tits of their understamens is as open as he can posably she and is tournesoledº straightcut or sidewaist, accordantº to the |1courses
things feminiteº, |1unto towooerds1| him, their tomlord and stigmatiser, that theyº may catchcup in these calyzettes those parryshoots from his muscalone pistil,º thus declared unto many, (O my goodmiss! Oº my greatmess! Oº my prizelestly preshoes!) while, dewyfallyº as dimb dumbelles, all alisten to his elixir. |1Lovelyt!1|
Enchainted,º dear sweet Stainusless, dearer dearest, we herehear, aboutobuds|1, O coelicola,1| thee salutant. Pattrenº of our
unschoold, deliverer of softmissives, send us|1, yourº adorables,1| a wise and letters play of all you can
ceive ofº from your holy post. Sweetstaker, wee toutes
were drawpairs |1with two pinmarks1| so want lotteries of ticklets |1|~justly proportioned~| (you appreciateº thatº?)1| from you. |1Kicky Lacey and Bianca Mutantini drew their fools longth favourite, Herzog |avon Vollendam van Vellentama|, but me and meotherº |aravin herea| have good three chancers after Bohnapartsº. Eer's wax for Sur Soord, dongdong bollets for the iris riflers,º queemswellth of coocome in their combs for the jennyjos.1| Will bee all buzzy one another minnies for the mere effect that you |1unread1| are |1so fulledº of1| pollenº yourself. We feel unspeechably thoughtless over it all so pleasekindly communicakeº with the original sinse we are only yearning as yet how to burgeon. It's meant milliems of centiments dead, lostº or mislaid on them but we can change in the nip of a napple solongas we can allsee your quick. |1Upsume Upsome1| cauda! Behose our handmades for the lured! To these nunce we are but yours in ammatures yet well come that day we shall ope to be ores. No more hoaxites! Nay more gifting in mennage!
|1(+⇒+)1| Hightimeº is up:º be it down into outs according! When there shall be foods for vermin as full as feeds for the fett, eat on hearthº as there's hot in oven. When every Klitty of a scolderymeid shall hold every yardscullion's right to stimm her uprecht for |1himsoever whimsoever1|, whetther on privates, whattherº in publics. And when all us romance catholeens shall have ones for all amanseprated. And the world is maidfree. So till Coquette to tell Cockotte to teach Connie Curley to touch Cattie Hayre and tip Carminia to tap La Chérieº though where the diggings he's dweellstº amongst us here's nobody knows save Mary. Whyfor we go ringing hands in hands in gyrogyrorondo.
|1⇒ These bright elects they were waltzing up their willside with their princesome handsome angeline |achief chiuffa| while in those wherebus
there wont helds way oathsº and screams and bawley groans with a belchybubhub and a hellabelow bedemmed and bediabbled the
|aarimainian arimaininga| lucisphere. Lonedom's breach lay foulend up uncouth not be broochedº
by punns and reedles. Yet the ring gayed rund rorosily with a drat youº for a brat
you. And you wonna make one of our micknick party. For poor Glugger was dazed and late in his crave, |ai.e. |bayhe ay heb|a|, laid in his grave.1|