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Assigned reading (2/2 pars [] plus 141 notes) [secondary]

JAJ 1922

Papal Swiss bodyguard 

almost unchanged from FDV to last:
Commodore  Quomodo   How fares 
valley     vales     your health 
O hairy,   hodie,    today 
Arthre     Arator    gentleman
jennyrosy  generose  noble


[gash from a burner]

Jim 'the Penman' Saward (forger)

'a feminine Irish rose'
"their masculine Oirisher Rose (his neece cleur!)...
that fenemine Parish Poser, (how dare he!)"

"hames" def pix
[dovetimid... Bottome]

(now the camera pulls back and we get a broader view, with a dozen songs and poems squeezed in)

[Artha kama dharma moksa]
[dark Rosa Lane a sigh and a weep]
[Lesbia Looshe the beam in her eye]
[lone Coogan Barry his arrow of song]
[♬ Coogan Barry]
[arrow of song]
[♬ Sean Kelly's anagrim a blush at the name]
[♬ Sullivan that trumpeting tramp]
[Dufferin the Sit of her Style]
[♬ Kathleen May Vernon her Mebbe fair efforts]
[Fillthepot Curran his scotchlove machreether]
[♬ Op. 2 Phil Adolphos the weary O, the leery,]
[♬ Samyouwill... Lover... old molly bit]
[♬ that bored saunter by]
[♬ wedding on the greene]

FDV: "the usual sentence of Nolans Brumans & King left his court trailing his tunic. On the Swiss bobbyguard's curial but courtly: Commodore valley O hairy Arthery jennyrosy?: the firewaterloover replied with such a fortytudor ages rowdawnham tanyouhide that all the advocatesses within echo pulling up their briefs simply soccered him imprumptu rightaway like to like the muddy goalbird who he was, conclaiming: Hon! Verg! Putor! Nan! Sham! Shames!"


FDV2: "the usual sentence of Nolans Brumans & King having murdered all the English he knew left his tribunal scotfree trailing his tunic in his hurry & thereinunder proudly showing off the blank patch to his britgits. To the Swiss bobbyguard's curial but courtlike: Commodore valley O hairy Arthre jennyrosy?: the firewaterloover returted with such a vinesmelling fortytudor ages rawdownhams tanyouhide that all the twofromthirty advocatesses within echo pulling up their briefs safely & soundly soccered him umprumptu rightaway hames to Drinkbottle Dingy Dwellings like the muddy goalbird who he was, conclaiming: Hon! Verg! Nan! Putor! Shams! Shames!"

mysteries: "but, took us as, by surprise"



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