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I’ve got such a hoddible cold id by head, Upod by word, I wish I was dead; I really thig I shall go to bed, Ad tallow by doze, as the Doctor said; He’s cubig agaid this afterdood; Why, it’s half-past three, he’ll be here sood, Ad gib me sub bore of his beastly drugs, Ad tell me to keep warb udder the rugs.

In palmy Delos, by Scamander's side, Or when Cajister roll'd his silver tide, Melodious Ph$oelig;bus sang; the Muses round Alternate warb'ling to the heav'nly sound.

"Now, Warb, what about the baboon?"

I tell you, Warb," he said, "you are sure one corker!

Weep and the world weeps with you,   Laugh and you laugh alone—" "That'll do, Warb.