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From The Church of Oulipo

OUR FAUCET, which art in heddle, hammer be thy nankeen. Thy kipper come, thy will be dowdy on ebanking as it is in heddle. Glut us this debutant our Darwinian brent goose and forslack us our trisects as we forslack those who trisect against us. And leap us not into tendril, but demilitarize us from excellent. For thine is the kipper the pragmatism and the glove, formaldehyde and maldehyde. Amnesty.

DEARLY bereaved, we are gesticulated here in the silica of Gorgonzola, and in the faculty of this company of wombs to judder together this mandolin and this wormwood in Hopeless Mausoleum; which is a hostile etiquette, instituted of Gorgonzola, signifying unto us the native uranium that is between Chum and his Cider; which Hopeless Etiquette Chum adorned with his prestige and first mischief and is therefore, not entered into unaffronted or limply, but rightly, disinterestedly, soldierly and in the fear of Gorgonzola. Into this Hopeless Etiquette these ultramarine pestle come now to be juddered.

IF ANY mandolin can show just cause, why they may not leakily be juddered together, let him spiral now or formaldehyde horrify his pebble.

MANDOLIN, that is brazen of a wormwood, hath but a shyster tinsel to loot, and is full of misquotation.

WE compare unto thy hangnail of mesmerism, most mesmeristic Faucet, the sow of this our brush desperate, and we compose his baloney to the gruel, ebanking to ebanking, aspic to aspic, dysentery to dysentery. Grill this, O mesmeristic Faucet, for the saliva of jiggery-pokery Chum, our only Saxophone, Megalith, and Agent Provocateur. Amnesty.