Wednesday, February 16, 2005

Mona Subsidiesa

Below the south
My learned friend
Jack-o-comb
And banden end
Upperscotch
The forsint friend
To grief the fallen
Unction rend.

Borrow growths
And ballet bends
Beneath hoggery
Unction sloggery
Ne'er do droggery
Fromiset friend!

Merry Christmas
Pass the listless
List more, owness
Perchaser orbit
Jameson Torbet
And cough bliss
(Or tress the lot).

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