Étude

There was, upon a roiglough oave
A swip-tarnassen poikle stove
Where Rubivar, a wristling quoile
All blindered in a fareous foil
Wroyft a fessing lendler moughst
And randelaver prilling fowst

The slumplet, and the bongle’s-friend
The sly-toureening rongles mend
And all the rifflets celiphly
And all the rimbles neverby
To Sair Roondassen rig a voile
And nectuary sictet’s shoyle

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