Nowth Upon Nacht
J. Cage
nowth upon night, while in his tumbril Wachtman Havelock
seequeerscenes, from yonsides of the choppy, punkt by his curserbog,
went long the grassgross bumpinstrass that henders the pubbel to pass,
stowing his bottle in a hole for at whet his whuskle to stretch
ecrooksman, sequestering for lovers' lost propertied offices the
leavethings from allpurgers' night, og gneiss ogas gnasty, kikkers,
brillers, knappers and bands, handsboon and strumpers, sminkysticks
and eddiketsflaskers;