which shall continue onto the end of thyme after which it will just kind of dangle there wondering what next it shall do EIRIAF DLOOB EIRIAF DLOOB Mix it in a shoe and to you whom mixed it in mine shoe and with it a boo hoo put it over and around and up yer whoo up in a tree up in a tree and around a branch looped over a leaf does you hang bereafed which is silly i say silly to do for you to have gone 'n put it in my shoe for i am now awry and i espy ye kindly as ye i see espy me straightforwardly but as i see that ye're over int the otter tree for now it but be good eve till next we meet I was inspeered to have wrote this upon reading some verse out of "Choyce Drollery" I was further inspeered to read some other tings of which, while not in the same choycely drolleric vein, are yet still splendid works of literature. I shall wreet more in ample time.
