Posted by Mr Beev on January 10, 2003, at 9:14:15
In reply to I vote for Finnegans Wake (nm), posted by kid a on January 9, 2003, at 17:55:17
Some may seek to dodge the gobbet for its quantity of quality but who wants to cheat the choker's got to learn to chew the cud.
Shake eternity and lick creation.
A vagrant need is a flagrant weed.
It's a wild kitten, my dear, who can tell a wilkling from a warthog.
For a nod to the nabir is better than wink to the wabsanti.
Become a bitskin more wiseable.
On the bunk of our breadwinning lies the cropse of our seedfather.
If you are looking for the bilder deep your ear on the movietone.
The curter the club the sorer the savage.
It is handwarp to tristinguish jubabe from jabule or either from tubote.
Though rainyhidden, you're rhinohide.
Aprioric roots for aposteriorous tongues.
The use of the homeborn shillelagh as an aid to calligraphy shows a distinct advance from savagery to barbarism.
Suck up the sease, lep laud at ease.
Cryptoconchoidsiphonostomata.
The ring man in the rong ship but the rite words by the rote order.
The simian has no sentiment secretions but weep cataracts.
Talk with a hare and you wake of a tartars.
We are only yearning as yet how to burgeon.
Sloughchange in the nip of a napple.
We are circumveiloped by obscuritads.
But's wrath's the higher where those wreathe charity.
Try to saviourise the nights of labour to the order of our bloodling worold.
The unhappitents of the earth have terrerumbled from fimament unto fundament and from tweedledeedumms down to twiddledeedees.
Have your little sintalks in the dunk of subjunctions.
Be a sollicitor's appendix, a pipe clerk, or a free functionist flyswatter.
Wrap up your worries in your woe (wumpumtum) and shake down the shuffle for the throw.
All the world loves a big gleaming jelly.
Lumber up with hoodie hearsemen.
Il folsoletto nel falsoletto col fazzolotto dal fuzzolezzo.
If you are not literally cooefficient, how minney combinaisies and permutandies can be played on the international surd!
Though a day be as dense as a decade, no mouth has the might to set a mearbound to the march of a landsmaul.
Sink deep or touch not the Cartesian spring!
When the dander rattles how the peacocks prance!
He prophets most who bilks the best.
poster:Mr Beev
thread:34941
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