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;