Cooloosus! Mind your stride or you'll knock. While I'm dodging
the dustbins. --J.J, FW, Page 625.
And Phelps was flayful with his
peeler. But his phizz fell. -- http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=67&like=phelps
"Forgivemequick, I'm going! Bubye! And you,
pluck your watch, forgetmenot. Your evenlode. So save to
jurna's end! My sights are swimming thicker on me by the
shadows to this place. I sow home slowly now by own way,
moyvalley way. -- James Joyce, Finnegans Wake, Page 215.
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