It were a difficult thing to pick an excerpt from this formidable text. It shivers, shudders, and sings with sentences so sqwyrmy and masterful that I feared for me own safety should I be caught betwixt snippets fearsomely fine and equally postable. But in the end, this one prevailed.
“I knew it was Nurgabog,” said Gnut victoriously. Podo eyed him down and Gnut whispered once more to the man sitting next to him, “I knew it was Nurgabog.”
Podo ignored him and kept on. “I waited until Lunker Jim slipped into his tunnel. As soon as he and the rest of the Stranders was gone, I sauntered into Nurgabog’s tent and said, ‘Nurgabog, I aim to steal ye.’ She batted her lazy eye at me and said, ‘What if I don’t aim to be stole?’ and I told her, ‘I can’t live without you no more. Your skin is crusty as the bark of a moldy oak and I can’t go on without its touch. Your eyes is the color of a milktoad’s tongue, and I don’t want to live without their gaze. Your brain is like a varmit trap that lays in wait for unsuspecting critters and snaps shut without remorse or pity, and I long to be snatched in its embrace. Will you agree to be stole?’ I asked her.
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