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Come the Babe, Come Fear on High

ow it came to pass that when the crusht resister Tody Sorudobest Castrumpohundis brought forth her child, an evil stench arose outen her titular domino the Kudtblaid

Greasios.  For his recent studies of Drama had hone-ed his dramaticol perspicacity; and over heavy red wine he prophesied a day of poetetic yang when that the Castrumpihondos seedling should rise up and deal him a downdown, toppoling him away as domino and jerking out the knots that Greasius hath jerkt into the surrounds (which he callen the surroondaboots).

            And Tody Sorodybus Custrampfihundits heareth of the stench of his craw from her liplady Polarity, the same which practiceth rumors and rumers of rumors.  (In later days wud the rumoress Polarity have a banging of bricks across her shindigs, and nettles wangld through her dangols, and wud her lipfs be pulld away and her tooths be bonded with smelt, for all her glut of infermasien.  And that fewture tormentend self, it trieth to reach back through time and warn the Polaridy of today.  And through psychonic struggols, it crosseth on over for a fleetlin moment to hover above the present Polarity; but zound, it findeth speech impossibol in its condisien.)

            And Tody Sorudabist Castrumphahundis she gone fearful, and said, I must down to the river and float away my little bean unto comprehensitive safemakes.  And she went down, and take and wrappt the babe in fronds of the river lily, packing them with stickim, and place-ed she that gurggoling green mummie amongst the reeds by the river callt Water; neither experienst she any auguries of such looming excitatiens as dashing swifts, and thundring plummets, and maelstra from the which not e’en light escapeth, and tangols in the shallows, and greatsnakes, and monstrossidy lobsturs that gon shear the head offen a drinking buffolo, which lobisturs subsist in main upon drifting babes going by under guvment threat.

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            And she made petty sounds, saying, Sworl & swash, bobb thou now along unto righteous findskeepfers, my damns husbend.  (Tho, she meant to say in stead, My sweet childe.  But she in her unshakeabol airs went affecting a foreign familial phrase, and putten it badly, saying in that tungue, My damns husbandt.  Ach; be that babe its self any gold-throatnd orator, to chide her down?)  And the verdant fleshboat swang drunken away from her loving hand, yea, e’en out into commerciol channels it did drift.

            Then before her poppfing eyes it listed, and sank the babe straitway like as an ingot neath that olde colde watre, neither return-ed it again unto the land of gainful respiratien.  How knockt back an mother were, on seeing such!  And she grabb-ed a stick and commenst ajabbing the deepf; but of course came that to nought, save to rouse some crocodills to frenzy.  And lo, Castrumpahundus leave-ed there in a lope, poling back those crocodills asnappfing at her shanks.

            And when that she was again among the people, and they ask-ed unto her, Where is thy birthbabe, the whom the Kudtblaid hath been aseeking, Then lieth she unto them a streak, telling every ear that she hath launcht the babe unto expedishis deliverance downstreams.  For ’twere better to be deemd the perfect mother than to court the old barb, Monster, monster.

            And Greasius continu-ed in fear.  And in his mind, his evenchamber becometh a glooming chamber of frights, full with little shadows growing up to whelm him in the night.  And he currieth not his once champfion beard, nae, and he choketh with his cuisine, and no more delighteth he in luscious lipids of the east aglissening on the platter.  And he causeth the dignified to dance away their dignoty in fleshtone.  And persons in high windows he accuseth of imaginasien.  For he knoweth imaginasian, which giveth unto highwindrmen illicitol suggestien, such as the notien of sighting up Greasius below and from up there droppfing him in his trax. 

            And his fear on this day here exceedeth his fear on that there, and that of that there exceedeth that of another.  But that of that there other exceedeth not that of another other, which also exceedeth that of the others; for fear findeth not simpol rhythm.  But the fear of Greasius findeth simpol rhyme, in his hard singing unto distractien.  And his song covereth the planes of mortol fear:  parallelical, perprendiculae, and telescopteric.  And tho given in large unto special terrors, his fearsong toucheth also upon the daily tragix with the which all manseed doth contend, such as, the sully of mildew’s moments on leather, and the closet banquetry of moths.  And forever qwite much & high was his fear, which were some hoss fear in deed.