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He whirls giddily. Stops. Room whirls backwards. Eyes closed, he totters. Red rails fly through space. Stars everywhere round suns turn roundabout, bright midges dancing. A screaming bittern's spacesplitting whistle. Groangrousegurgling Toft's cumbersome whirligig turns slowly the room right roundabout the room.

^|1|+My girl's a Yorkshire girl
Yorkshire through and through
^|aBaraabum!^a|
My girl's a Yorkshire girl
By gum, she's a champion.^+|1|

With clang, tinkle, boomhammer, tallyho horn blowers, red, green, yellow, blue flashers, Toft's cumbersome turns, with hobbyhorseriders from gilded snakes dangled, closeclutched, swift, swifter ^|1|+scudding^+|1| with glare and blare by

^|1|+Baraabum!^+|1|

With fresh barang bang of lacquey's bell hogs, nags, steers, piglings, scud past, Conmee on Christass, lame crutch and leg sailor in cockboat ^|+1armsfolded armropepulling^+|1| stamp hornpipe through and through.

^|1|+Baraabum!^+|1|

On nags, hogs, bellhorses, Gadarene swine, Corny in coffin, steel shark with stone ^|1onehandled^1| Nelson, two trickies plumstained ^|1|+Frauenzimmer^+|1| from pram falling bawling, gum's gum he's a champion.

Fuseblue peer from barrel reverend ^|1|+evensong^+|1| Love, on hackney jaunt Blazes blind coddoubled bicyclers, Dilly with snowcake no fancy clothes.

Baraabum!

Then ^|1|+in last^+|1| lumbering up and down ^|1|+bump^+|1|, mashtub sort of viceroyandreine relish for tublumberbumpshire rose.

Baraabum!