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Here lies many diuerse wonders, and a certain and preface hiftory unto the endings of this World

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A fyght agaynft poms and proteas takef to the oval battle ground


Sum say the wickede childe is summoned to a steppe wych is naughty


In a square of lyghte amongste screeming yellow chariots of wheles will be a meeting of chattering nuns and ourre creators by screene and by penne, dressed darke as the ink used to wryte


I see a wytchfinder turn hys eye to me, but a wytch is smartr than the commone manne, and we sharle all screem in the fyres


I see a manne turne a monster as greene fluids spraye o'er carpets clean


As the clocke strykef fyve a Vixen is chased by a gange o' fourre, witniffed by manye on three


I Tel ye thif those from fourty one countries wille gather together to outte synge one anothere, and inne a sea of glytter, flames and sequinnes one Acte sharle riseth above all. Ande thee Unyted Kyngdom sharle dress all in blacke, a badde omen


In Soho riseth a store containeth the olde and newe pagef of tales so loved and so deare to me. Here lay thif book for all to coome and gaze upone, a Goode Omen for thee people of London Town


Lette Mother Natyre blossome in thee gardens of Chelsea, as Onne Dutchess thryves amongst the flora ande admirers wonder and hyr woodlande wylderness.


Whenne thee beautyfulle pretenders strutteth theyr stuffe on a rugge of crimson, wyth gyant whyte shippes circlyng, thee beaftes of thee undeade lead to screams and guffaws from the assembled


I see a green manne frome thee Sky who start a war wytch runneth on largee screen


I see a vision of Europeans met with a manne both of femyninity and facial haire. Success, delyghte and joye thif manne bringeth


I see a man and woman sharl carry wif them boxes wytch freeze images in tyme, and tranfporte words o'er lande and ayr


Sum say thif is manne, sum say womane, butte they fell from thee Sky, wif the duste of the stars and thee spiders from Mars


Greate shouts sharl crye out whence the Kinge of folke, turns to wytchcraft and leatherre on the stage o' Newporf


Onne manne riseth to thee sphere of leathers, Origi sharle guideth hys team to victory


I see on the sevenf tyme to win, the manne wif bothe stronge arms and legs shalle enter the booke of record


Sum say in Oldham a chyld sharl be born notte from womane butte inftead from tube


Harts that love the samme, sharl herein be bynded the samme


I tell ye thif thee booke contayning facef is notte to be trustedde


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