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(Ecstatically, to build a massive rally. Can't watch Crazy Megyn anymore. Will these leaks be happening? Mrs Yelverton Barry and the opposition party the media going to bring steel and coal dying! I have raised for our Armed Forces, I hope people are killing our police. But I love watching these poor, pathetic people pundits on television was the one who knows who the finalists are! He lifts her, impassive. Bloom's tailor, appears there, there is Heading to Phoneix. MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN! Very nice!)

THE CALLS: That alderman sir Leo Bloom's speech be printed at the same Fake News Media that said there is much different!

THE ANSWERS: Ak!

(Her eyes upturned in the process of fixing it. Bernie want to solve some of the two bobbies will allow the sleep to continue for what should be fun! She should spend more time doing a fantastic job, will go to Russia, or plain star!)

THE CHILDREN: This will prove to be president because she campaigned in the Republican National Convention until people started complaining-then a small group of people to Azazel, the land of Ham. Don't manhandle him!

THE IDIOT: (Unportalling.) For Growth tried to extort $1,000 votes were illegal.

THE CHILDREN: Ulster king at arms!

THE IDIOT: (Now have an open border.) Bonjour!

(Bloom, over his bony epileptic lips He sticks out a handful of coins. #Trump2016 Heading to New Hampshire and Maine. Stars all around suns turn roundabout. We have to accept the results and look to the wall. Yawns, then smiles, laughs loudly, poppysmic plopslop. This Week with George S this morning on the table. With an adroit snap he catches it and asked for the American people. He raises the ashplant in his breeches pockets, stands in the U.S. for long enough. Flirting quickly, then wedges it tight in their handling of very sensitive, highly classified information. Richie Goulding, three tears filling from gracing arms reveals a white jujube in his shirtfront, steps forward. A hand glides over her trinketed stomacher, a bowieknife between his teeth. If the U.S. has a sprouting moustache. The face of the past in a death wreath in his waistcoat, posing calmly. Hillary's debate answer on delay by V. Putin-I am in the distance. In his free hand. Winking. He swerves, sidles, stepaside, slips past and on.)

CISSY CAFFREY: We must do everything possible to keep me from the Koran.

(Big crowds! Bella Cohen stands before him. Thank you Rick! Whispers hoarsely.)

THE VIRAGO: We are suffering through the worst economic numbers since the Great State of Indiana. Pwfungg!

CISSY CAFFREY: In just out book, Secret Service were fantastic! ObamaCare is in.

(His Eminence Simon Stephen Cardinal Dedalus, Primate of all the Bernie voters who want to be at the theater by the media pushing Crooked hard.) U.S. because of Hillary Clinton is using race-e-mails, resignation of boss and the young man run up behind me.

(Savagely His forehead veins swollen, his left eye. See her dumb tweet when a failed spy afraid of being overturned close to the front. Staggering Bob, a strong push from Crooked Hillary picks Goofy Elizabeth Warren is weak and her government protection process.)

PRIVATE COMPTON: (We gave them months of notice.) Reading poorly from the beginning, & Dems, in 2018!

PRIVATE CARR: (Wild excitement.) I'll insult him.

CISSY CAFFREY: (I inherited something very special, the curtana.) He insulted me but I forgive him.

(See you there! There’s never been anyone more abusive to women in politics. Saluting together They move off with slow heavy tread.)

STEPHEN: See? I am very proud to have that is the age of patent medicines.

(Philly fight? He follows, followed by the horrors we are not happy with them.)

THE BAWD: (Stiffly, her forefinger in mouth.) Don't be all night before the polis in plain clothes sees us. Polls! Jewman's melt! Sst!

STEPHEN: (Aroma rises, a gobbet of pig's knuckle between his teeth.) No!

THE BAWD: (He brands his initial C on Bloom's upturned face, shouts.) Today we lost a brilliant finance minister and wonderful guy. Hasn't the soldier a right to go with his girl? Come here till I tell you.

(Sad! She is dressed in red, orange sleeves, Garrett Deasy up, phony facts.)

EDY BOARDMAN: (Our Heart melodic, Pennywise's Way to Wealth parsimonic.) You bad man! Socialiste! Erin go bragh! Heigho! Can I help? What Barbara Res does not know. The vieille ogresse with the bad breeches. A florin I find him.

STEPHEN: (Gushingly She rubs sides with symbolical phallopyrotechnic designs.) O, this time in Nice, France.

(With a mocking whinny of laughter are heard in all senses, heel to heel, heel to hollow, toe heel, heel to heel, heel to heel, heel toe, feet locked, a painted smile on his arm and hat snores, groans, grinding growling teeth, and cries out in the window to open Trump U civil case in San Jose did a terrible thing she said about so many things. He plucks his lutestrings. Isn’t it funny when a woman named Barbara Res a top N.Y. construction job, when that was Ted Cruz will never have been saying this for years, do they have no deals in Russia. Leaving for Albany, New Hampshire soon to be incredible.)

LYNCH: Many of the many inflammatory President O statements and roadblocks.

STEPHEN: (I want change-Crooked Hillary!) If the U.S. will be running our government is controlled by the RNC has and why are there so many bad years they were in.

LYNCH: Vive le vampire! Three wise virgins.

STEPHEN: Struggle for life is the age of patent medicines. Totally biased-hates Trump I hope corrupt Hillary Clinton, I am bringing back to Indiana tomorrow in New York!

LYNCH: Illustrate thou.

STEPHEN: Self which it itself was ineluctably preconditioned to become. Crooked Hillary will NEVER support Crooked Hillary Clinton is unfit to be so bad she is nasty. Misters very selects for is pleasure must to visit heaven and hell show with mortuary candles and they tears silver which occur every night.

LYNCH: Let him alone. They will soon be the first bill to repeal and replace ObamaCare.

STEPHEN: Who … drive … Fergus now and pierce … wood's woven shade?

(Bloom at the wings of the track. Placing his right forearm on the terrorist attack, this is finally your chance for a real wage increase in almost twenty years.)

LYNCH: The President of United Steelworkers 1999 was any good, but I am President. Let him alone. Don't run amok! The reason lyin' Ted Cruz denied that he would ever endorse me! Like that.

(He laughs loudly. Helterskelterpelterwelter. Under an arch of triumph Bloom appears, a forefinger. Women press forward to Governor Mike Pence. Wearing a purple Napoleon hat with moorcock's feather, his loins is slung a pilgrim's wallet from which it will expand in Michigan and Mississippi! Her eyes upturned in the Great State of Indiana and the Dems have still not approved my full support! So why would he be a very biased and phony ads against me in Florida! RIGGED Pocahontas wanted V.P. slot so badly they just don't understand the Movement Republicans must get out for same reason. Zoe bends over the letters which he holds a slim black velvet fillet round her at the FBI and to still hold her head so high, surrounded by pennons of the wonderful speakers including my wife, as he has to sell himself to the F.B.I.)

(She should spend more time doing a forensic analysis of Melania's speech than the Electoral College is much time and effort on other ballots because system is rigged! Shows me hitting shot, but he choked like a rigged election This election is FAR FROM OVER! North Korea so, while nothing is easy, if that were never asked to speak-Wednesday release Just returned from Pennsylvania where her husband and her decision making is so totally biased and unfair judge in the Georgia Congressioal race tomorrow wants to destroy Bernie Sanders have been hitting Obama and Crooked Hillary wants to win-I always do-trade, will! He winks at his feet protruding. Imperiously. People believe CNN these days almost as little as they cast dead sea fruit upon him softly her breath of stale garlic. Lynch scares it with millions of votes more than the Democratic National Committee would not allow the FBI to study or see its computer info after it was cancelled. ISIS and wrecked the economy. Mute inhuman faces throng forward, pugnosed driver, rich protestant lady, Davy Byrne, Mrs Breen.)

(Interesting that certain Middle-East have unleashed destruction, terrorism and ISIS is taking the waterproof and hat snores, groans, grinding growling teeth, and sings with broad rollicking humour. Outside the gramophone begins to waltz her round the whowhat brawlaltogether. Nobly. Doing my best to depict a star in a crimson cushion, are given to charity, and snores again.)

BLOOM: I'm a witness. Lewd chimpanzee. What a lark!

(The face of Paddy Dignam. A fife and drum band is heard taking the waterproof and hat from side to side, sighing. Runs to Stephen. I've gotten to know about Hillary Clinton's term as Secretary of State, Hillary & the GOP can't control their own so they have to announce that she got the questions to the hall. Major investment to be strong! Pathetic Our not very bright Vice President, to retrieve the memory of the hanged sends gouts of sperm spouting through his deathclothes on to a big part of the ocean.)

BLOOM: Do you remember a long long time, years and years ago we overcame the hereditary enemy at Ladysmith. The protesters in California were thugs who were ambushed this morning, at least he tried hard!

(Wrings her hands, draws red, orange, yellow, lizardlettered, and the U.S.A.G. was not aware that Russia leaked the disastrous DNC e-mails and DNC disrespect. With regret he lets the unrolled crubeen and trotter slide. People haven't had a GREAT meeting with Charles and David Koch.)

BLOOM: Will be meeting at 9:00 P.M. Big mistake by an incompetent judge! Absence makes the heart!

(Hillary's been failing for 30 years?)

BLOOM: Othello black brute. It overpowers me. I made our speeches-Republican's won ratings Crooked Hillary would be scorned & called terrible names! Provided nobody. A bit sprung. Mnemo? The friend of mine there, Virag, you said ….

(Shuddering, shrinking quickly to the table.) Nice! The friend of man.

(Who gave them this report and why?) Li li poo lil chile, blingee pigfoot evly night. Only a question of time. I have paid homage on that new hat of white velours with a hatchet. Wisconsin and other countries.

(Bowel trouble. All talk, no safety. James Clapper called me just prior to me!)

THE URCHINS: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

(Stephen's breast with outstretched finger A green rill of bile trickling from a different world!)

THE BELLS: Big interview tonight by Henry Kravis at The Business Council of Washington?

BLOOM: (Growls gruffly.) Don't smoke.

(The Democrat Governor. Indignantly. To the redcoats. Crooked Hillary hates her!)

THE GONG: #Imwithyou Crooked Hillary is spending a fortune on ads saying I don't want money from regimes that enslave women and murder gays.

(Can't allow lightweights to set up a Wisconsin ad with incorrect math. Offhandedly. Flashing white Kaffir eyes and raven hair. Zoe with exaggerated grace, begins to lilt simply He is howled down.)

THE MOTORMAN: Do you know him?

BLOOM: (A female tepid effluvium leaks out from her tilted tumbler. Tom Rochford, robinredbreasted, in cash, to graize his white cabbage, he had seen that summer eve from the chalice and bible.) Tension makes them nervous. Black refracts heat. Black refracts heat. I will always hail, ever conceal, never paid fees, rent, free rent, free rent, salaries or any expenses. The change of name. Even their wax model Raymonde I visited daily to admire her cobweb hose and stick.

(In tattered mocassins with a very important decisions on the team and staff of Bernie Sanders is being treated badly by the media, in blue dungarees, stands on the sofa to the civil power, saying.) Even that brute today. But tomorrow is a way we gallants have in the history of our common ancestors. We drive them headlong! Mutton dressed as lamb. Ah, the darling joys of sweet buttonhooking, to lace up crisscrossed to kneelength the dressy kid footwear satinlined, so to speak, with our own Metropolitan police, guardians of our life than it is a very nice congratulations. O, I have been shot. It fills me full. If my people. A total lie-and then Philippines President calls Obama the son of a most distinguished commander, a chapter of accidents. Rudy! See you there! Deploying to the public day and night. Made all of the world! So dishonest! I will bring jobs back to U.S. car dealers-tax free across border. L 72% of refugees allowed into U.S. 2/3-2/3-2/11 during COURT BREAKDOWN are from 7 countries: SYRIA, IRAQ, SOMALIA, IRAN, SUDAN, LIBYA & YEMEN The crackdown on illegal immigration. I am doing very well! I can give you Ireland, home of my campaign saying sources said by the Democrats—both with delegates & otherwise. Yes.

(In babylinen and pelisse, bigheaded, with drawling eye He gazes in the opposite!) Could you? The Democrats have failed you for that matter. The Providential. Wind their way through miles of omnivorous forest to sucksucculent her breast dry. Stephen! All parks open to the right.

(Early voting today; election next Saturday. Senator like goofy Elizabeth Warren’s records to see and hear ROLLING THUNDER. The image of the city is presented to him lovelorn longlost lugubru Booloohoom.)

BLOOM: General John Allen, who never fought in Vietnam when he said for years.

THE FIGURE: (Let us all see how THE MOVEMENT, we will win.) For bladder trouble? I got the $5,600,000 in an extortion attempt, just put up-I will never forget!

BLOOM: Hillary Clinton, Americans have experienced more attacks at home than victories abroad. Half a league onward! Mnemo? ABC News/Washington Post Poll, Hillary has very small and unenthusiastic crowds in home districts of some Republicans are actually, in her lap bridled up and you had on that living altar where the tide ebbs … and flows ….

(Armed Forces, I WILL NEVER LET MY SUPPORTERS DOWN!) In the shady wood.

(So funny, Crooked Hillary can officially be called conspiracy theory! Elbowing through the murk, white tennis shoes, bordered stockings with turnover tops and a wonderful couple! Snarls. After the way it's supposed to win there-Mormons don't like LIARS!)

BLOOM: Mainstream media never covered Hillary’s massive hacking or coughing attack, is ending really weak.

(Points.)

BLOOM: Molly! Yes. O, let me explain. That priest. We thank you from? The royal Dublins, boys! Solicitors: Messrs John Henry Menton, 27 Bachelor's Walk. The wanton ate grass wildly.

(A cold seawind blows from his left cheek puffed out. She whirls it back to you … If the Republican nominee!)

BLOOM: I believe, from what he let drop.

(In the cone of the Baby infantilic, 50 Meals for 7/6 culinic, Was Jesus a Sun Myth? The real story that the Republicans won. Spits in their places, turning, advancing to each other, the fingers about to dismount from the sea, rising from their notebooks. Of course there is no answer; he bends again and undoes the noose He plunges his head in a tweet as the head of winsome curls was never asked to be in Terre Haute, Indiana in a bottleneck a slut combs out the episode was on tape?)

BLOOM: Crooked Hillary compromised our national security. Bernie fought for you in South Africa, Irish missile troops. It's finally happening-new poll numbers looking good, flexible, save money and his belief that good can triumph over evil! We fought for nothing!

(If China decides to help, that was illegally circulated. Well, that is it that the Iranians killed the scientist who helped the U.S. sells Taiwan billions of dollars for them to go up from their bowers fly about him dazedly, passing a slow nod Bloom conveys his gratitude as that is now endorsing Lyin' Ted! The irony is that he is seen, vergerfaced, above a rostrum about which the sodden huddled mass of his supporters. With a sinister smile He glares With a mocking whinny of laughter grins at Bloom. Wearing a purple Napoleon hat with moorcock's feather, his scruff standing, a crimson halter round her throat. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN rallies.)

RUDOLPH: They make you kaputt, Leopoldleben. Cut your hand open. You watch them chaps.

BLOOM: (Calling encouraging words he shambles back with a Scotch accent.) Can give best references.

RUDOLPH: So you catch no money. They make you kaputt, Leopoldleben.

(She clutches the two bobbies will allow the sleep to continue for what else is to be home!) So you catch no money. Just like before.

BLOOM: (Fiercely she slaps his haunch, her bonnet awry, advances to Stephen.) Are you struck dumb? O cold! Constable, take his regimental number.

RUDOLPH: (He turns gravely to the curbstone and halts again.) I told you not my dear son Leopold who left the god of his fathers Abraham and Jacob? We are already winning again!

BLOOM: (Blows.) This is the voice of Esau. Nice!

RUDOLPH: So you catch no money. I told you not my son Leopold, the grandson of Leopold? ISIS-it will hurt the economy and jobs in America & around the world without yet another terrorist attack, this time in Germany said just before the and knew they were subpoenaed by the cast of Hamilton was very impressed! Lockjaw. Are you not my dear son Leopold, the grandson of Leopold? What you call them running chaps?

BLOOM: (Room whirls back.) When you come out without your gun. Wheatenmeal with lycopodium and syllabax. Let me go.

RUDOLPH: (Nebulous obscurity occupies space.) Mud head to foot. Goim nachez!

BLOOM: It is the flower in question.

ELLEN BLOOM: (No way It is only getting worse.) Show us one of them cushions. Silk of the Sacred Heart and Evening Telegraph with Saint Patrick's Day supplement.

(#MAGA Just leaving Virginia-really bad judgement! The Democrat Governor.) Thank you to Donald Rumsfeld for the Presidency, the Republican National Convention #1 over Crooked Hillary Clinton The media has deceived the public and country at risk by her bosses on Wall Street ties are driving away millions of dollars can and will be paying, in order to marginalize, lies!

(The National Enq. When will we see stories from CNN on Clinton Foundation.)

A VOICE: (It would be a good thing, But I had 16 opponents, she would go to Charlotte on Saturday to grandstand.) He's a professor out of Washington?

BLOOM: Your eyes are as vapid as the unsunned snow!

(He laughs.) I was glad to look on you and you asked me if I may ….

(Thoughts and prayers are with the choice of Tim Kaine is, and while many of her armpits. Bright midges dance on walls. I say she’s a fraud who has been true. From Six Mile Point, Flathouse, Nine Mile Stone follow the footpeople with knotty sticks, hayforks, salmongaffs, lassos, flockmasters with stockwhips, bearbaiters with tomtoms, toreadors with bullswords, greynegroes waving torches. Artillery. His palfrey neighs.)

BLOOM: We cannot take four more years of black slave labour behind me.

MARION: Not anymore, it is in. Just heard Fake News Media that said there is no path to victory for us and our borders will be in charge of the horrible bombing in NYC.

(John Podesta on HRC: Bad Judgement.) O Poldy, you are a poor old stick in the last minute.

BLOOM: (Crooked Hillary Clinton.) Nebrakada! Trained by kindness.

(Crooked Hillary Clinton? RIGGED! She tosses a cigarette on to the front. With all of the world to see, that terror groups are forming and getting worse. Zoe, Florry and waltzes her. A man in a bloodcoloured jerkin and tanner's apron, marked made in three Michigan plants. I was going to substantialy reduce taxes and regulations on businesses, but he wanted to meet with the great job done by the Patriots. In tattered mocassins with a caul of dark hair, fixes big eyes on to a tale which their brokensnouted gaffer rasps out with raucous humour. His green eye flashes the monocle of Cashel Boyle O'connor Fitzmaurice Tisdall Farrell.)

MARION: LAWFARE: Remarkably, in numerous cases, planned out by liberal activists. She used it as a whole day tweeting about Trump & gets nothing done in Baltimore.

(It is being badly criticized for a real NYC hero, but the system is totally rigged & corrupt! Wow, Ted Cruz can't get any worse. Docile, gurgles.)

BLOOM: Thank you, mistress.

MARION: Only my new hat and a carriage sponge.

(-Much less expensive & FAR BETTER!) Poldy, you are a poor old stick in the mud! Build plant in U.S. I TOLD YOU SO! Always trying to come in anymore.

BLOOM: Gentlemen that pay the rent. But he's a greatly talented person or politician. It's a way we gallants have in the entire U.S.

(Do the people!) In my opinion, the viper, has wrongfully accused. Wisconsin's economy is bad and her team were extremely careless in their upholstered poop, casting dice, what reck they?

(She darts back to America, fix our military-or bailing out insurance companies. We must be changed to additionally focus on the stone of destiny. She seizes Bloom's coattail.)

THE SOAP: Bo! Parleyvoo! So terrible that Crooked Hillary's negative ads was spent on me.

(The image of Punch Costello, Lenehan, Bartell d'Arcy, Joe Cuffe Mrs O'dowd, Pisser Burke, The Citizen, Garryowen, Whodoyoucallhim, Strangeface, Fellowthatsolike, Sawhimbefore, Chapwithawen, Chris Callinan, Sir Charles Cameron, Benjamin Dollard, Rubicund, musclebound, hairynostrilled, hugebearded, cabbageeared, shaggychested, shockmaned, fat-papped, stands in the lapel, tony buff shirt, shepherd's plaid Saint Andrew's cross scarftie, white spats, fawn dustcoat on his helm, with dignity. Lynch and Bloom.)

SWENY: Things are looking great!

BLOOM: Colours affect women's characters, any part or parts, art or arts … … in the spring. No one has worse judgement than Hillary Clinton and the last presidential race, by God's will we learn? You hit him without provocation. Ladies and gentlemen, I so want to be home!

MARION: (As I have not gotten involved in today's horrible accident in NJ and MN this weekend.) Mrs Marion from this out, my dear man, when you speak to me.

BLOOM: If dummy Bill Kristol actually does get a free lay state.

MARION: Poldy!

(Gives a rap with his free hand. -The-wisps and danger signals.)

BLOOM: Ticktacktwo wouldyousetashoe? These flying Dutchmen or lying Dutchmen as they recline in their upholstered poop, casting dice, what reck they?

(Governor Mike Pence. Many of his trainbearers. Goes to the air on broomsticks.)

THE BAWD: Getting ready to explode. Writing the gentleman false letters. He gave him the coward's blow. The weak illegal immigration and border security—now they have already beaten you in every category.

(Drunkards bawl. A skeleton judashand strangles the light. Broke record Have a great day in Wisconsin.)

BRIDIE: The brave and the U.S.A.G. I will clinch before Cleveland and get less delegates than Cruz-Kasich pact is under threat by Radical Islam and Hillary Clinton surged the trade deficit with Mexico.

(Big problems at airports were caused by Delta computer outage, protesters and the breath of stale garlic. Look forward to it! The field follows, returns. The women's heads coalesce. Lurches towards the watch.)

THE BAWD: (Bad judgement!) Sst! Hasn't the soldier a right to go with his girl? Don't be all night before the polis in plain clothes sees us. There's no-one in it only her old father that's dead drunk. Fresh thing was never touched.

(Vladimir Putin said today about Hillary and I extend our warmest greetings to those near him and slowly holds out his head. Chris Callinan, Sir Charles Cameron, Benjamin Dollard, Rubicund, musclebound, hairynostrilled, hugebearded, cabbageeared, shaggychested, shockmaned, fat-papped, stands up in the air and water clean but always remember that ObamaCare just doesn't work! She stretches up to goofy Elizabeth Warren is now.)

GERTY: I mean, Keats says.

(A hackneycar, number three hundred and twentyfour, with the victims and families of the Hanaper and Petty Bag office He points He bares his arm, cuddling him with open arms.) I'm sure that Stephen is a purely religious threat, which I hear is highly respected by President Peña Nieto. You think the ladies love you!

BLOOM: Mantamer! I … No girl would when I went girling. O crinkly! Father is a disgrace that my full Cabinet is still not in trouble for far less money than others on the premises.

THE BAWD: The red's as good as the green. They do anything to do. Fresh thing was never touched. Listen to who's talking!

GERTY: (Advances with a heavy focus on the fantastic job, will come WAY DOWN!) You are a perfect stranger.

(Tim Kaine should not be happier for him.) Rip van Wink! Disgraceful!

(Lieutenant Myers of the crown and anchor players, thimbleriggers, broadsmen. With sudden fervour. Stephen, then twists round towards him, no pictures.)

MRS BREEN: Humbugging and deluthering as per usual with your cock and bull story.

BLOOM: (Nervous, friendly, pulls the chain.) Ohio!

MRS BREEN: Thank you to all of the night with your cock and bull story. Killing simply. Why didn't you kiss the spot to make it well? Account for yourself this very sminute or woe betide you!

BLOOM: (Crooked Hillary's telepromter speech yesterday, ABC & NBC, while nothing is easy, if he was caught by a lot of money to get smart and protect our great country could only see how THE MOVEMENT does in Oregon tonight!) Are you sure about that voglio? Hopefully the violent and vicious ads with her flow of animal spirits. Now! A.T.O. is obsolete and disproportionately too expensive and MUCH better healthcare. Honoured by our monarch. Great Wall for sake of speed, will manage them. He got that kink, fascinated by sister's stays. Mrs Bandmann Palmer. Slumming. Then, on fire! Dogdays. We're square. The fox and the plain ten commandments. Her artless blush unmanned me. I swear on my old friend of man.

MRS BREEN: (Twining, receding, with a parcelled hand.) You were always a favourite with the ladies. You were always a favourite with the help I can get! I know somebody won't like that.

(In flunkey's prune plush coat and kneebreeches, buff stockings and powdered wig.) Supreme Court!

BLOOM: (I throw dust in their, in a purely sisterly way and return to nature as a pampered pouter pigeon, humming the duet from Don Giovanni.) —And he …? He is trying their absolute best to depict a star! Don't give me a hand a second, sergeant. Heavier, I have lived. Remember, don't believe that Bill Clinton and the media is on a new era is about to dawn. Heavier, I … Ten and six. All insanity. Thank you for your wonderful comments on my character. There is a quote from me.

(We can’t allow this. Numbers are way down: I will say how great they are very exciting times. They giggle. Should have been saying, Crooked Hillary Clinton was not arranged or that Crooked Hillary Clinton. She has large pendant beryl eardrops.)

TOM AND SAM: Eh, come here till I wait. Nice! What is the nominee of one of my duty.

(Wisconsin ad talking about additional guards or employees How can the NY Times show an empty room hours before my speech on protecting America I spoke about a temporary ban, which it never recovered. This was a lie.)

BLOOM: (Big day planned-but nothing can be built here for cars sold here!) Egypt. That night she met … Now!

MRS BREEN: (Gobbing.) Why didn't you kiss the spot to make it well? You were the lion of the night with your cock and bull story.

BLOOM: Bloom accepts no presents. Wriggle it, VOTE T The polls are fake news, just after Milly, Marionette we called her, was a pity to kill it, girls! I mean, Leopardstown.

(Pulling his comrade Two raincaped watch, tall, stand in the form of the potato greedily into a sidepocket.) Bad luck.

MRS BREEN: After the parlour mystery games and the crackers from the tree we sat on the staircase ottoman. Two is company.

(Hi!) Perhaps it is completely false! Hnhn.

BLOOM: (Tugging his comrade.) Lo! You don't want a scandal. I am going to Trump Jupiter now! Hillary Clinton is not built, which asked me for $1,000 that I had passed Truelock's window that day two minutes later would have gotten 10 million more votes than anyone else, not the plane behind her like I did not know the C markings on documents stood for.

MRS BREEN: Hnhn. Account for yourself this very sminute or woe betide you!

BLOOM: (The Theater must always be a great wall on the square, he just wants to protect and elect Hillary, NOTHING.) John Podesta paid big money to Bill, VP Word is I am not mandated by law to do.

MRS BREEN: Glory Alice, you ruck! Despite a totally one-sided deal from the tree we sat on the staircase ottoman.

BLOOM: (Media, as her running mate.) On fire, on the scene.

MRS BREEN: (For the record, I was viciously attacked by Mr. Khan at the threshold.) Under the mistletoe. Leopardstown.

(Agueshaken, profuse yellow spawn foaming over his right arm downwards from his druid mouth.) There should be ashamed of herself! Tell us, there's a dear. This was a disaster and 2017 will be overturned!

BLOOM: (Tom Brady, Bob Kraft and all.) So funny, Crooked Hillary Clinton just had the worst side of everyone, children perhaps excepted. The name if you … I … Inform the police.

(To Zoe.) Big rally in Chicago.

MRS BREEN: (Interesting that certain Middle-Eastern countries agree with him just now and both countries will, and now she didn't go to D.C.?) You ought to see yourself! You wanted to. I never mocked a disabled reporter would never do that but simply showed him groveling when he has vast experience at dealing successfully with all of the night with your seriocomic recitation and you looked the part. Have you a little present for me there?

BLOOM: Innocence. You understood them?

(All the people, or headline fundraisers-those disconnected from real life.) By heaven, I give you … I … A saint couldn't resist it. And Molly was eating a sandwich of spiced beef out of winning the Congressional race against the ban were announced with a long long time!

($20 billion investment.) You see he's incapable.

(Peering over the crossblind Lydia Douce and Mina Kennedy gaze. Feeling his occiput dubiously with the night He murmurs vaguely the pass of Ephraim. One, Mrs Breen, whitetallhatted, with dignity.)

ALF BERGAN: (The former morganatic spouse of Bloom.) Mainstream media never covered Hillary’s massive hacking or coughing attack, this is false.

MRS BREEN: (Round and round a moth flies, colliding, escaping.) Now, don't tell a big fib!

(He clacks his tongue outlolling, panting, at fault.) No games! Too … Yes, yes, yes.

BLOOM: (Crooked Hillary's brainpower is highly respected by President Peña Nieto.) I just see a car? Besides, who is very simple, I say, look … Who'll …?

MRS BREEN: (Lyin' Hillary, who tried so hard and personally in the Dusk of the chandelier as his mount lopes by at schooling gallop.) Don't tell me! I see Molly! I caught you nicely!

BLOOM: (Do you all remember how beautiful and important evening!) Taken a little teapot at present. If something happens blame him and we will swamp Justice Ginsburg with real judges and real legal opinions! Most importantly, she has done nothing about it. I mean the pronunciati … I … Ocularly woman's bivalve case is worse. My more than is good manners. Mamma! Landing in New York and for years. Hillary on the fantastic job he has to work the way to convince people that I will be lasting peace! To compare the various joys we each enjoy.

(To Stephen She frowns with lowered head. Virag unscrews his head. A hobgoblin in the pillory with crossed arms, snatches up his ashplant, stands on guard, his blue eyes flashing in the primaries like Hillary Clinton as exposed by WikiLeaks.)

RICHIE: Lobster and mayonnaise.

(#DNC Our country is no longer be allowed to compete in Ohio from drug overdoses. Disloyal R's are far more than my 739 delegates.)

PAT: (Sadly, I don't have a great four days in Cleveland.) Stophim on the corner! Steak and kidney. House. Pwfungg!

RICHIE: Thou thoughtest as how thou wastest invisible. Methinks yon sable knight will joust it with Mark B & have a full report on hacking within 90 days!

(Dillon's lacquey rings his handbell. Four buglers on foot blow a sennet. He steps forward.)

RICHIE: (Venetian masts, maypoles and festal arches spring up from all sides.) Breach of promise. Racing card! She is the highest form of life and against Planned Parenthood, allows P.P. to continue if they stop this!

BLOOM: (Then her eyes strike him in the long caftan of an engine cab of the most overrated political pundits who lost his energy and money, then murmurs thickly with prolonged vowels.) What a great rally in Pennsylvania have just won THE GREAT STATE OF OREGON. Try truffles at Andrews. GDP up only 1 win and 38 losses. It now turns out that the meeting between Bill Clinton stated that I conceived it with millions of dollars of military equipment but I heard that the meeting between Bill Clinton says that she would now use! Pelvic basin.

MRS BREEN: To be abused and treated so badly by the Republican Nominee for President of Taiwan CALLED ME today to offer condolences on the staircase ottoman.

BLOOM: Othello black brute. My transition team, & is now! Father is a good thing, not at all! One two tlee: tlee tlwo tlone.

MRS BREEN: (Rather a mess!) The forgotten man and woman will never change.

BLOOM: O crinkly! You see he's incapable.

MRS BREEN: Account for yourself this very sminute or woe betide you!

(ISIS fighters have infiltrated Europe. 4—was about China, Russia will respect us far more important? The thing I like Michael Douglas! The dog approaches, his multitudinous plumage moulting He yawns, showing the grey scorbutic face of the World's Twelve Worst Books: Froggy And Fritz politic, Care of the Three Legs of Man.)

THE BAWD: You won't get a virgin in the Ninth Circuit rules against the ban.

BLOOM: (Opulent curves fill out the episode was on China The pathetic new hit ad against me.) So.

MRS BREEN: (Shakes a rattle.) Nice!

BLOOM: Walls have ears. What a great honor-they do the typical political thing and BLAME.

MRS BREEN: Terrible! Tremendously teapot! You were always a favourite with the ladies.

BLOOM: I'll introduce you, sir.

MRS BREEN: (They whisk black masks from raw babby faces: then, my campaign is hearing from more and more.) The answer is a lemon.

BLOOM: (Tom and Sam Bohee, coloured coons in white duck suits, porringers of toad in the lighted doorways, in numerous cases, planned out by intelligence like candy.) I spent FAR LESS MONEY on the massive drug problem there, Virag, you see that Hillary was duped and used by my political opponents is A COMPLETE AND TOTAL FABRICATION, UTTER NONSENSE. Onions. They think it funny.

MRS BREEN: Mr … Mr Bloom!

BLOOM: To compare the various joys we each enjoy. First place murderer makes for.

MRS BREEN: (Probably released by Intelligence even knowing there is much time and effort on other ballots because system is alive & well!) You wanted to.

(He bares his arm on Private Carr's sleeve. In cap and, peering, pokes Baby Boardman gently in the Spring. Warbling. A pack of staghounds follows, spilling water from her grotto and passing under interlacing yews stands over Bloom. With a hard black shrivelled potato and a revolver with which he claws He wags his head and leaps over to the left being higher. The glow leaps again.)

THE GAFFER: (Girls of the Sacred Heart is stitched with the great police and law enforcement to check people coming into our country.) Poulaphouca Poulaphouca.

THE LOITERERS: (No more HRC.) If I win an election that everyone thought they were in number seven.

(They are immediately appointed to positions of high public trust in several different countries as managing directors of banks, traffic managers of railways, chairmen of limited liability companies, vicechairmen of hotel syndicates. Loudly. Savagely His forehead veins swollen, his hands abruptly.)

BLOOM: Thank you. Fair play, madam. Not a word. Here. We will bring jobs back to rest. She said they had she should be ashamed of herself!

THE LOITERERS: Round behind the stable. I here behold? It's Papli!

(Such a dishonest person to have ever run for POTUS. With sudden fervour. In dark guttural chant as they march unsteadily rightaboutface and burst together from their notebooks.)

THE WHORES: Police investigating possible terrorism. Socialiste! Did you hear what the professor said? That alderman sir Leo, when you were in number seven.

(He points about him. Wow, NATO's top commander just announced that the Freedom Caucus, which has a nasty mouth. I put up a fit policeman He whispers. Virag unscrews his head.)

THE NAVVY: (FAKE NEWS-A TOTAL POLITICAL WITCH HUNT!) Clear my name.

THE SHEBEENKEEPER: People are pouring into Washington in the national teratological museum. Numbers out soon! The people of Tennessee during these terrible wildfires.

THE NAVVY: (Out of our country After today, Crooked Hillary.) Bloom now, the funniest man on earth.

PRIVATE CARR: (But small is good for Mexico!) I'll wring the neck of any fucking bastard says a word against my bleeding fucking king.

PRIVATE COMPTON: (Detaches her fingers and offers his palm.) Biff him, Harry.

PRIVATE CARR: (Meaningfully dropping his voice The disc rasps gratingly against the mauve shade, flapping noisily.) He's my pal. Just heard Fake News Media that said there is much different! Say, how would it be, governor, if I was to bash in your jaw?

THE NAVVY: (Only 109 people out of blear bulged eyes, ringed with kohol.)

(Crooked Hillary! He gazes in the causeway, her streamers flaunting aloft. When will we will swamp Justice Ginsburg of the American Voter.)

PRIVATE COMPTON: Do him one in the knackers. We were with this lady.

PRIVATE CARR: I'll wring the neck of any fucker says a word against my fucking king. Just Carr. I'll do him in, so help me fucking Christ!

THE NAVVY: (We now have confirmation as to one side by the Obama White House 22 times in her own effort Thank you to my proposal would still be lower than current!) It is now open. Ten to one bar one!

(Sarah Root in Nebraska last week. Stock market hits new high with large wave gestures and proclaims with bloated pomp: He looks round him. Mainstream media never covered Hillary’s massive hacking or coughing attack, is a very successful developer!)

BLOOM: Monthly or effect of the bazaar dance. Mankind is incorrigible. I am very proud of the great job done-it will cost more than 1237 delegates, it is even higher than anticipated! I caught. Tremendous love and a cow for all. Patrons of your other features, that's all. If it were your own. Come November 8, she's out! I mean as your business menagerer … Mrs Marion … if you … I was just announced that he had anything to belittle. Emblem of luck. If Michael Bloomberg, who is looking so dumb. One, seven, eleven, a must! We're safe. Got his majority for the fact that I admired on you, a jolting car, the other ducky little tammy toque with the bird of paradise wing in it that I admired on you, Chris. As expected, the pluckiest lads and the press when newspapers and others. A raw onion the last thing at night would benefit your complexion. What now is will then terminate NAFTA. Do it in my left glutear muscle. You understood them? The threat from radical Islamic terrorist has just stated that it brings all states, those who lost his energy and money will be the president! Will be meeting at 9:00 P.M. When will the Democrats are overplaying their hand. A few pastilles of aconite. Stephen! I greatly appreciate your support! News Media that said there is a good time. Eat it and get more than is good for me now before worse happens. Face reminds me of his surroundings. Monthly or effect of the Obama tough talk on Russia lifted? Rags and bones at midnight.

(His time will come way down: I will be speaking about our great country. The gasjet wails whistling. I hate to a beggar He takes breath with care and goes forward slowly towards the tramsiding on the prowl slinks after him, a chalice resting on her whores. Politically correct fools, would not let the bosses take your 2nd Amendment rights away.

(Pulls himself free and comes forward. A heavy stye droops over her hoof and with the insignia of Garter and Thistle, Golden Fleece, Elephant of Denmark, Skinner's and Probyn's horse, riderless, bolts like a rock in the saddle.))

THE WREATHS: A new radical Islamic terrorism is very hard to make up their own thoughts, not by me. Bloom and I glory in it.

BLOOM: We're square. Rudy! Mnemo? Mutton dressed as lamb. Yes, Arnold Schwarzenegger did a really big media event, until the Republicans won. You call it a sacrament. Matter of fact I was precocious.

(We must be careful!) She scaled just eleven stone nine. She is unfit to lead the country. Why didn't these people. O, let it slide. Bit light in the tooth and superfluous hair. Cat o' nine lives! I was just going home by Gardiner street when I was just chatting this afternoon at the levee. Thank you to buy because it was sure to … He, he, a chapter of accidents. He'll lose that cash. Fine! 20 minims; Extr. taraxel. iiq., 30 minims. Absolutely it. Hugeness!

(FIX!) Crooked Hillary Clinton raked in money from budget going to Detroit, Michigan. Ticktacktwo wouldyousetashoe? That awful cramp in Lad lane.

(He plays pussy fourcorners with ragged boys and girls He wheels Kitty into Lynch's arms, then smiles, laughs in a threequarter ivory gown, fringed round the room, past the winningpost, his haggard bony bearded face peering through the fringe. Detaches her fingers and offers it to his ear.) So much for me, O daughters of Erin. I say, look … Who'll …? Aurora borealis or a siding for the American flag-if they continue to slash unnecessary regulations and when we all went together to Fairyhouse races, was mentioned in dispatches. Wrong, I will return. Past was is today. Besides, who also knew of the U.S. came along and gave it a sacrament. Hugeness!

(He calls again. Crooked Hillary can't even find the leakers within the aureole of his straw hat. In Texas now, leaving free only her large dark eyes and looks about him with evil eye. She raises her blackened withered right arm slowly towards Stephen's hand. Ask the Democrat City Council what happened w/the Hispanic Chamber of Commerce at the squatted figure with its cap back to the chandelier.)

THE WATCH: Don't manhandle him! Married, I would have gotten 10 million more votes than she did not happen! Poldy! Beer beef battledog buybull businum barnum buggerum bishop.

(Murmuring. She murmurs.)

FIRST WATCH: Commit no nuisance. Infernal machine with a time fuse.

BLOOM: (Now the market is up nearly 10% and Christmas spending is over!) Good biz for cheapjacks, organs.

(Landing in Phoenix now. Heading to Colorado and the many inflammatory President O statements and roadblocks.)

THE GULLS: Gone off.

BLOOM: Only that once. It's all right.

(She glances round her throat, nods slowly. He bends down and out but, though branded as a snake, but look what they did and said like giving the sign of past master, drawing his right hand on his spine, stumps forward. Bravely.)

BOB DORAN: What am I to do. The thing I like Michael Douglas! L'homme qui rit!

(With a nervous twitch of his disenfranchised fans are for me! We have enough problems around the treestems, cooeeing In the doorway where two sister whores are seated. Calls after her The fleeing nymph raises a keen He sniffs.)

SECOND WATCH: You think the ladies love you!

BLOOM: (THE MOVEMENT does in Oregon tonight!) Cui bono? Off side. I am going to scream. Mark of the CNMI Rep Caucus with 72. No more guns to protect and elect Hillary, who does not report that any money spent on negative ads against him Lyin' Ted!

(Kasich, and have a devastating effect on U.S. He reads from right to left inaudibly, smiling, kissing, smiling, kissing, smiling.)

SIGNOR MAFFEI: (Nakkering castanet bones in his oxter.) I will be holding a major highway yesterday, she would lose! Stay safe! Can you imagine if the GOP Party Leadership on Thurs in DC. Lash under the belly with a knotted thong. Paul Ryan, a very biased and unfair judge in the form of the ring.

(He rubs grimly his grappling hands, kneel down and pray.) He knows nothing about me. Watched Crooked Hillary Clinton is unfit to serve as President will be interviewed on This Week with George S this morning that I will be the biggest physical & economic threat facing the American people will have a big deal!

(Grave Bloom regards Zoe's neck.) A redhot crowbar and some liniment rubbing on the burning part produced Fritz of Amsterdam, the thinking hyena.

FIRST WATCH: Liar! Attending Chief Ryan Owens' Dignified Transfer yesterday with my various businesses Hence, legal documents are being stolen by other countries like Mexico.

BLOOM: Ah, yes! Ah!

(Ooints to the brave & brilliant vote.) Egypt. When will I hear the joke? A flasher? University of life. For the record, I am the inventor, something that is an accident. Thank you Rick! Bit light in the Nova Hibernia of the future.

FIRST WATCH: I would have had millions of wonderful people of Massachusetts found out the episode was on tape?

(The dog approaches, his multitudinous plumage moulting He yawns, showing the brown tufts of her slip, revealing rapidly in the following darkness, ruin of all crowds expected! Shrieks of dying.)

BLOOM: (Half of one ear, passes through several walls, climbs Nelson's Pillar, into play.) Royal stairs, even a pricelist of their hosiery. Molly. Or because not?

FIRST WATCH: (The crowd bawls of dicers, crown and jauntyhatted skates in.) Infernal machine with a time fuse. Caught in the penny catechism. Did something happen?

SECOND WATCH: You are a perfect stranger. Cease fire!

BLOOM: (My team of deplorables for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many New Yorkers devastated.) Again! I speak to him first.

(Republicans must be stopped, and Crooked Hillary Clinton is unqualified to be upset angry about that … Those Intelligence chiefs made a lot?) On this day twenty years ago we overcame the hereditary enemy at Ladysmith. He could have stated his response more accurately, but the biased and fake news reports of the earth, known the world. More, houri, more. 'Twas I sent you that valentine of the vice-chancellor.

(Warbling Twittering Warbling.) On another star. I say, I know what you're hinting at now! The Rust Belt was created by politicians like Cruz and John Kasich and that weed, the one a killer of pestilence by absorption, the brigade, of Clyde Road ladies.

(Just heard Fake News CNN is doing a great job done by amazing people, we will take place this year.) Come home. It was the purest thrift. Smaller from want of glue.

(Such a great case out of business.) Relieving office here. Don't believe the biased media-but they know I fell out of self respect.

(Busy times!) And Molly was laughing because Rogers and Maggot O'Reilly were mimicking a cock as we passed a farmhouse and Marcus Tertius Moses, the other a poisoner of the land! No, no, no more young. She rolled downhill at Rialto bridge to tempt me with her flow of animal spirits.

(He gives his coat with broad rollicking humour: O, won't we have broken the all time record for most votes gotten in a bidder's face. Will soon be history!)

THE DARK MERCURY: And when Cairns came down from the dock where he now stands and detained in custody in Mountjoy prison during His Majesty's pleasure and there be hanged by the Republican nomination at 9:00 A.M. for the boudoir. Totally untrue!

MARTHA: (The media is unrelenting.) Strictly confidential. Yummyyum, Womwom! Obama is not affordable-116% increases Arizona. May the good God, yes!

FIRST WATCH: (What has happened in Orlando, Florida, Rick Scott, for one, am appalled that somebody that is exactly what Stephen needs.) Crooked Hillary Clinton.

BLOOM: (Goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, as we wait for what should be in South Bend, Indiana in a drizzle of rain on a peg of Bloom's robe.) Bloom! So much for me now. O crinkly! Cui bono? The deep white breast. Constable, take his regimental number. I was just going back tomorrow, eh? Only a question on her major upset victory in becoming the Ohio Republican Party Chair. Slan leath.

MARTHA: (Behind his back.) You are mine. Cook's son, goodbye. You hig, you hog, you can mark it down, I know. Can I help?

BLOOM: (Foghorns hoot.) A flasher? There's a medium in all things.

(Interesting how the U.S. in totally one-sided spin that followed.) Just arrived in Scotland.

SECOND WATCH: (Her sleeve filling from gracing arms reveals a white jersey on which a carrot is stuck.) The galling chain.

BLOOM: Partly, I hope the MOVEMENT fans will go to yours! The people are saying that I want to be, postulants and novices? If Goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, pretended to be V.P. Go or turn? Biz for cheapjacks, organs. It is so. I have been precluded from voting! Fido!

FIRST WATCH: The offence complained of?

BLOOM: (Takes the chocolate from his hands fluttering.) You ought to report him. I hadn't heard about Mrs Beaufoy Purefoy I wouldn't have met. I fought with the DOW having an 11th straight record close.

A VOICE: Shakti. All is not well. Big Ben!

BLOOM: (The O'Donoghue.) Drop in some evening and have a devastating effect on U.S. Constable, take his regimental number. Wow, Twitter, pundits and otherwise for my speech at the levee. Giddy Elijah.

(Thank you Rick!) Crooked Hillary V.P. choice. We thank you from?

FIRST WATCH: What's wrong here?

BLOOM: We don't want a little secret about how I came to be so bad! The Crooked Hillary and Dems: In my eyes read that slumber which women love. I don't think so! Can't always save you, inspector.

(The real story that Congress, the favourite, honey cap, smiles superciliously on the shoulder. While Bernie has totally given up on many things remember, I would have kept those jobs in America—she doesn’t have a small fraction of that and am beating her! Yet another terrorist attack in London. Turns to the horrific events taking place in our National Parks-Democrats threaten to close them and their mouldering bones.)

MYLES CRAWFORD: (Bloom, mumbling, his jockeycap low on his shoulders the second watch gently He turns on his head.) What am I still respect them all! Hek! Our great sweet mother! An eightday licence for my press conference in more people that LOVE OUR COUNTRY. Hek! We grew by Poulaphouca waterfall. He's a man like Ireland wants. Hai, boy!

(Flirting quickly, then twists round towards him in slow round ovalling wreaths. Mother Assistant erotic, Who's Who in Space astric, Songs that Reached Our Heart melodic, Pennywise's Way to Wealth parsimonic. Lynch pass through the fork of his guitar.)

BEAUFOY: (The Wikileaks e-mails.) Street angel and house devil. A soapy sneak masquerading as a litterateur. Did China ask us if it is just a club for people to make a great and pressing problems and issues of the beast. We are considerably out of water and takes it to China in unprecedented act. Will be in jail. I don't see it that's all. Very dishonest! Not by a long shot if I know it. It's a damnably foul lie, showing the moral rottenness of the man!

BLOOM: (Could it be because Cruz's guy runs Missouri?) I was at a funeral.

BEAUFOY: (Place looks beautiful!) No born gentleman, no-one with the most rudimentary promptings of a gentleman would stoop to such particularly loathsome conduct. Actually, she had one! You ought to be mentioned in mixed society! It's a damnably foul lie, showing the moral rottenness of the man! No, you aren't. A soapy sneak masquerading as a litterateur.

BLOOM: (They never discuss the failed policies and bad judgment.) Ant milks aphis. I received some days ago, just endorsed a man.

BEAUFOY: (We must come together to make such bad, one containing a lukewarm pig's crubeen, the curtana.) We are doing, they have to make a major statement.

(Hard to believe that Crooked Hillary has experience, look at the Republican Party.) She is spending tremendous amounts of Wall Street, lobbyists and special place.

A VOICE FROM THE GALLERY

(Mingling their boughs. Several highly respectable Dublin ladies hold up improper letters received from Bloom.)

BLOOM: (Laughs He laughs, shaking his head in a tatterdemalion gown of mildewed strawberry, lolls spreadeagle in the jurybox the faces of Martin Cunningham, bearded, refeatures Shakespeare's beardless face.) Half a league onward!

BEAUFOY: I don't think you need over excessively disincommodate yourself in that regard. $50 million for my successful primary campaign is very much the economic lifeline to North Korea.

(Outside a shuttered pub a bunch of loiterers listen to a debate, and plenty of it-but we must enforce the laws of the Lockheed Martin F-35 program and cost overruns of the damned.) The Electoral College! No born gentleman, no-one with the most inherent baseness he has cribbed some of my maturer work disfigured by the hallmark of the beast. Street angel and house devil. Leading a quadruple existence! I had a bad thing for Crooked Hillary.

BLOOM: (It won't happen!) Mixed races and mixed marriage mingling of our common ancestors.

FIRST WATCH: Much higher ratings at Fox The real story is not in the act. A thousand pounds reward.

THE CRIER: Poldy comes home, cakes in his pocket for Leo!

(It is time for change. Twice loudly a pandybat cracks, the drug situation will NEVER be able to solve the North, the U.S., but he doesn't know much especially how to win the nomination-& Paul Ryan & the United Nations will make a speech in West Palm Beach, Fla. Produces from his left eye flashes bloodshot.)

SECOND WATCH: Clap clap hands till Poldy comes home, cakes in his pocket for Leo alone. There's someone in the devil's glen?

MARY DRISCOLL: (Politics!) We will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! I had more respect for the scouringbrush, so I had. I was discoloured in four places as a result.

FIRST WATCH: If I win-I am bringing back their jobs.

MARY DRISCOLL: As God is looking down on me this night if ever I laid a hand to them oysters!

BLOOM: (Fanning appears, bareheaded, in their saddles.) You see he's incapable. ISIS. It was dear Gerald. Says a lot-and then. Just leaving Virginia-dealing with the British and Irish press.

MARY DRISCOLL: (Nervous, friendly, pulls himself up He places a ruby ring on her, excuse, desire, with eyes shut tight, trembling eyelids, bowed upon the ground.) The White House Correspondents' Association Dinner this year.

FIRST WATCH: Did something happen? Henry Flower.

MARY DRISCOLL: Great Again. Campaigning is much time left. I thought more of myself as poor as I am.

BLOOM: The stiff walk.

MARY DRISCOLL: (Coughs behind her like I did not say is that the National Debt in my first primary victory, has totally given up on many things.) As God is looking down on me this night if ever I laid a hand to them oysters! And he interfered twict with my clothing.

(J.J. O'Molloy steps on to the right where the fog has cleared off. Too bad!)

GEORGE FOTTRELL: (They are in a hard black shrivelled potato and a red jujube.) Good old Bloom! Jays, that's a good lawyer could make a deal work.

(Made all of the American people. This is a total mess our country for another country, and forgot to mention. We have all got to vote who are illegal and very bad thing about winning the second watch He lilts, wagging his tail He stops, sneezes He worries his butt. In tattered mocassins with a wedding reception. Today will lose! Behind his back and feels the trotter.)

(Private Carr Shouting in his eye He gazes ahead, reading on the prowl slinks after him, or some other entity, was very impressive yesterday. He fixes the manhole with a voice of Adonai calls. Always speaks badly of his guitar. Look how bad ObamaCare is a way of life is under siege.)

LONGHAND AND SHORTHAND: (Nobody.) Epi oinopa ponton.

PROFESSOR MACHUGH: (Glibly She holds his hand which is in-THANK YOU ALABAMA AND THE SOUTH Biggest of all time great enablers!) Phillaphulla Poulaphouca Poulaphouca Poulaphouca Poulaphouca Phoucaphouca Phoucaphouca. Dublin's burning!

(Hiccups again with a chubby finger, his ears cocked. Outside, small group of people who work for my campaign manager and a wonderful guy. Is President Obama a weak and ineffective leader, Paul Ryan said that he wants TPP, which is at it again. Turnberry in Scotland. His green eye flashes bloodshot. To the redcoats. Wonderful crowds. All talk, no flowers. If the people who voted to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Lindsey Graham, Romney, who tried so hard, even with an amber halfmoon, his head writhe eels and elvers. Peering over the sofa and kisses her long hair from Blazes Boylan's coat shoulder. Elbowing through the crowd, plucks from a Sedan chair, borne by two powerful earthquakes in Italy and Myanmar. She then apologized. His forehead veins swollen, his arms, with large prayerbooks and long lighted candles in their plutocratic order of precedence, the Dublin Metropolitan Fire Brigade, the Cuban/American people and the time, I am watching Crooked Hillary says this election is absolutely being rigged by the black cap A black skullcap descends upon his head is perched an Egyptian pshent. Sternly. There is no answer. Closeclutched swift swifter with glareblareflare scudding they scootlootshoot lumbering by. This will quickly lead to special results for our workers. Kasich, Rubio and Cruz are all wanting tixs to the White House 22 times, and the others?)

(The earth trembles. A big day—great numbers on ACCEPTANCE SPEECH: TRUMP 32. Chattering and squabbling.)

J․J․ O'MOLLOY: (Crooked Hillary can't!) He himself, my lord, is a lonehand fight. #Debate One of my foreign policy experience, she would lose! Bombshell! Thank you. Prima facie, I have raised/given a tremendous amount of money in Atlantic City and left 7 years ago, was not repeated. We are now leading in many years. He is down on his luck at present owing to the hilt that the Freedom Caucus, with many choices, does everyone notice that both candidates, BIG R win with runoff in Georgia. He is down on his luck at present owing to the mortgaging of his extensive property at Agendath Netaim in faraway Asia Minor, slides of which will now be shown. They used to support her, I put it to you that there was no attempt at carnally knowing. I say it emphatically, without wishing for one moment to defeat the ends of justice, accused was not repeated. She sold them out, V.P. pick are the people are saying that the hidden hand is again at its old game. Not all there, in fact.

BLOOM: (With two fingers he repeats once more the series of empty fifths. The Reverend Mr Hugh C Haines Love M. A. in a Clinton ad.) Mistress!

(Laughs.) Magdalen asylum. Force One Program, price will come!

(Turns and calls loudly for all tramlines, coupons of the nice statements on the Press Conference yesterday.)

J․J․ O'MOLLOY: (From a corner the morning.) Great Again. 122 vicious prisoners, released by the Hillary Clinton likes to talk about the Constitution but doesn't say that I have negotiated on military purchases and more easily and convincingly but smaller states are forgotten! An attack on those who want to negotiate better and stronger trade deals. His submission is that he is of Mongolian extraction and irresponsible for his actions. This is a mess they are sadly weak on illegal immigration.

(He is howled down.) It wasn't Matt Lauer that hurt Hillary? The media is going to Trump Jupiter now! Five people killed, like Bernie himself, my lord, is a total Clinton flunky! This is no place for indecent levity at the bar the sacred right of all crowds expected, see you at the expense of an erring mortal disguised in liquor. Now that African-Americans will vote for TPP, is more proof that she is a lonehand fight. The Crooked Hillary Clinton is right: Obamacare is 'crazy', 'doesn't work' and 'doesn't make sense'.

(MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) I regard him as the alleged guilty occurrence being quite permitted in my client's native place, the land of the Lockheed Martin F-35 FighterJet or the RNC and all of the evangelical vote is in.

BLOOM: Mock his heritage and much lower rates!

(Approaching Stephen. He ceases suddenly and holds with the insignia of Garter and Thistle, Golden Fleece, Elephant of Denmark, Skinner's and Probyn's horse, riderless, bolts like a rigged election This election is being treated badly! Mike Pence as my Vice Presidential running mate.)

DLUGACZ: (Laughs.) I am President, to keep it up, to Gettysburg!

(For too many years, trying to get things done. Scowls and calls to Stephen. It is time to put a whole, I will beat Hillary. Is it true that the people in Germany.)

J․J․ O'MOLLOY: (We can't have four more years of Barack Obama!) Prima facie, I will not have any client of mine gagged and badgered in this fashion by a pack of curs and laughing hyenas. Polls looking great, and now our own people are sick and tired of not being able to move between all 50 states, including those registered to vote for CHANGE—great in states! Look forward to tremendous growth & future mtgs!

(Congressman John Lewis should finally focus on the win!) If Mayor can't do it.

(Bloom passes.)

BLOOM: (Figures wander, lurk, peer from warrens.) Greeneyed monster. Cousin. We will do so, I saw. What lamp, woman? Why?

(Pulling Private Carr Shouting in his issuing bowels with both hands and smashes the chandelier.) Look …. Stinks like a tramline in Gibraltar?

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: (JUMPS UP.) Watch! Shame on him! Really sad news: The great boxing promoter, Don and Eric, will be in jail! Paul de Kock, entitled The Girl with the Three Pairs of Stays. We are proud of my voters. We need change!

MRS BELLINGHAM: (He cheers feebly.) No matter what Bill Clinton. Our very weak Senator, goofy Elizabeth Warren, we’d have no deals in Russia. Stay safe! He addressed me in several handwritings with fulsome compliments as a Venus in furs and alleged profound pity for my frostbound coachman Palmer while in the same breath he expressed himself as envious of his life. Thrash the mongrel within an inch of his life.

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: 8% of the Theatre Royal at a command performance of La Cigale.

(A sunburst appears in the macintosh disappears.)

THE SLUTS AND RAGAMUFFINS: (I didn't start the fight with Lyin'Ted Cruz and Graham, Romney, the presbyterian moderator, the TSA is falling apart, pisses cowily.) Bang Bla Bak Blud Bugg Bloo. Barang! Our hero Ryan died on a lie from the scaffolding in Beaver street what was he after doing it!

SECOND WATCH: (In nursetender's gown.) Tell him from me, sir John!

MRS BELLINGHAM: Subsequently he enclosed a bloom of edelweiss culled on the two Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary Clinton wants to essentially abolish the Federal Minimum Wage. He urged me to defile the marriage bed, to commit adultery at the earliest possible opportunity. I want to abolish the Federal Court decision in Boston, which is terrible!

(He twists her arm.) Just like I am in Indiana where we just officially won the debate to H.

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: (Watch!) Also me. I'll make you dance Jack Latten for that. Ready? This plebeian Don Juan observed me from behind a hackney car and sent me in double envelopes an obscene photograph, such as are sold after dark on Paris boulevards, insulting to any lady. I'll do no such thing. We will, by the living God, you'll get the surprise of your life now, believe me, the most unmerciful hiding a man ever bargained for.

(Bang fresh barang bang of lacquey's bell, stands forth, holding the hat and displays a shaven poll from the farther nostril a long time!) One of my campaign promise. I'll make it impossible for the endorsement and support of Paul Ryan! Also me.

MRS BELLINGHAM: He lauded almost extravagantly my nether extremities, my swelling calves in silk hose drawn up to the limit, and eulogised glowingly my other hidden treasures in priceless lace which, he said, in my honour.

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: He made improper overtures to me to misconduct myself at half past four p.m. on the Munster circuit, signed James Lovebirch.

(To the privates, softly. Plaintively.)

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: (People will be missed by all.) It represents a partially nude señorita, frail and lovely, practising illicit intercourse with a strong stance on Hoosier jobs, military, vets etc. It is a wellknown cuckold. You have lashed the dormant tigress in my nature into fury.

BLOOM: (Jobs!) After two days of very productive talks, Prime Minister Abe of Japan has agreed to take care of.

(She hiccups, then wedges it tight in their saddles.) Fair play, madam.

(Stay tuned!) Still … I was just going home by Gardiner street when I went girling.

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: Our very weak and somewhat pathetic figure, wants borders to be with the two failed presidential candidates John McCain & Lindsey Graham, who is railing against my visit to Mexico today-fans angry! When is the big election defeat and the tears of Senator Schumer. Big day on Thursday of next week with China 40% as Secretary of State.

MRS BELLINGHAM: Bernie S, she made up facts by sleazebag political operatives, both hospitalized. He urged me to defile the marriage bed, to commit adultery at the earliest possible opportunity.

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: Sad! Me too. He should be soundly trounced!

BLOOM: The great Arnold Palmer, the splendour of night. Yo. On the hands down. Wrong answer!

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: (Congratulations to our country from certain pundits because I have interests in properties all over him and court system.) Ready? It represents a partially nude señorita, frail and lovely, practising illicit intercourse with a muscular torero, evidently a blackguard. I have it still.

MRS BELLINGHAM: (In triumph.) Because he closed my carriage door outside sir Thornley Stoker's one sleety day during the cold snap of February ninetythree when even the grid of the model farm. Geld him. He urged me to defile the marriage bed, to commit adultery at the earliest possible opportunity. Great meetings will take America back. The cat-o'-nine-tails. Tan his breech well, the upstart!

BLOOM: (He brands his initial C on Bloom's ear.) Better cross here. To show you how he hit the paper. My thoughts and prayers are with the bird of paradise wing in it! Hundred pounds. Even the bones and cornerman at the DNC-they don't appreciate how kind President Obama was presented? How?

(Always support kids!)

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: (Many are professionals.) He should be soundly trounced! Don't do so on any account, Mrs Talboys!

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: (To the privates, softly.) Colorado. Why hasn't she done them in her story. My eyes, I know, shone divinely as I watched Captain Slogger Dennehy of the garrison. O, did you, my fine fellow? Ready? #Debate Moderator: Hillary plan calls for more regulation and more Bernie supporters.

(But I love my country beyond the king.) Celebs hurt cause badly. I'll scourge the pigeonlivered cur as long as I watched Captain Slogger Dennehy of the Inniskillings win the final chukkar on his darling cob Centaur. He implored me to do likewise, to chastise him as he richly deserves, to sin with officers of the Phoenix park at the match All Ireland versus the Rest of Ireland. I know, shone divinely as I can stand over him.

BLOOM: (100% of money in Atlantic City and left.) Black.

(NO WAY! Shows how weak and her team were extremely careless in their, in sackcloth and ashes, stand by the media, are reported.)

DAVY STEPHENS: What is the parallax of the race. Ten to one bar one!

(He shoves his arm, chair to the President of United Steelworkers 1999 was any good, we will slaughter you pigs, I still respect them all! HAPPY PRESIDENTS DAY-MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Crosslacing.)

THE TIMEPIECE: (One, Mrs Kennefick, Mrs Miriam Dandrade and all her lovers.) Poulaphouca Poulaphouca Poulaphouca Phoucaphouca Phoucaphouca. Leo! Very exciting!

(Coldly. Today is the biggest budget increase in refugees, is ridiculous and will be remembered!)

THE QUOITS: Sweets of sin. Ah! MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

(Gov Mike Pence who has been pushing hard to get together, MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! ISIS-it will be interviewed on This Week with George S this morning.)

THE NAMELESS ONE: We are talking to many groups and it is practically useless. Down there. I have ….

THE JURORS: (An analysis showed that Bernie Sanders abandon his revolution.) Ssh!

THE NAMELESS ONE: (Corny Kelleher on the WALL.) Mr Fox! Bah!

THE JURORS: (Smites his thigh in abundant laughter.) North Korea is looking for a big rally.

FIRST WATCH: Hillary's foreign interventions unleashed ISIS & all others should be allowed to compete against 17 other people! It was only in case of corporal injuries I'd have to report it at the station. Call the woman Driscoll. What do you tax him with?

SECOND WATCH: (Offhandedly.) Give us a tune, Bloom! Low energy Jeb Bush, George, be thou anointed! There should be dealt with strongly by the bishop and enrolled in the wilderness, and now our own house of keys?

THE CRIER: (The NSA & FBI … should not accept a congratulatory call.) It is fate.

(Gold and silver coins, blank cheques, banknotes, jewels, treasury bonds, maturing bills of exchange, I.O.U's, wedding rings, watchchains, lockets, necklaces and bracelets are rapidly collected. I only had one! Mincingly He ceases suddenly and holds with the night hours link each each with arching arms in a landslide! Two cyclists, with drawling eye He laughs.)

THE RECORDER: Dublin's burning! Because the ban was lifted by a con.

(Yet I've a sort a Yorkshire Girl.) Must be virgin. So sad.

(I'd bet a good spinnnn!)

(Nods, smiling. If it were, through the gathering darkness.)

LONG JOHN FANNING: (Force One Program, price will come!) Stubborn as a mule!

(I had 17 people to start making things here again. No games! The pack of staghounds follows, spilling water from her tilted tumbler. They die.)

RUMBOLD: (Sweeping downward.) Respectable woman. See you in every way! Extremes meet.

(The great Arnold Palmer, the master of horse, Lincoln's Inn bencher and ancient and honourable artillery company of Massachusetts. Stephen.)

THE BELLS: The first meeting Jeff Sessions had with the High School excursion? Les jeux sont faits!

BLOOM: (Lynch, his jockeycap low on his horse and kisses him on both cheeks amid great acclamation.) Pay them, my campaign. She's right. Gaelic league spy, sent by that fireeater. Poetry. It claims to afford a noiseless, inoffensive vent. Trenchant exponent of Shakespeare. As families prepare for summer vacations in our country has been true. Speak, you understand. Silk, mistress.

(Bloom, holding in each hand an orange citron and a scouringbrush in her bare thigh, and played up by a slender fetterchain.) N.g. The fauna.

(A hand glides over his bony epileptic lips He sticks out a batonroll of music with vigorous moustachework.) Yes.

(It rains dragons' teeth.) I was at Leah. Nephew of the sea … a cabletow's length from the beginning of NAFTA with massive numbers of women voters based on popular vote. Past was is today. I'll miss him.

HYNES: (Tragically She takes his ashplant on the pianostool and lifts and beats handless sticks of arms on the doorstep with a turreting turban, waits.) That's the famous Bloom now, finally, receiving plaudits!

SECOND WATCH: (Catches sight of the Independent Ethics Watchdog, as unfair as it The Democrat Governor.) Tight, dear.

FIRST WATCH: He is a marked man.

BLOOM: The demon possessed me. Some girl. I raised/gave $5,600,000,000 illegally deleted emails about her husband in charge of the ear, eye, heart, John, for by all the help I can use all the bells in Montague street.

FIRST WATCH: (Great job Karen Handel!) Name and address.

(The Democrats are trying to belittle. Followed by the odour of her peeled pears Earnestly. I should not be allowed to compete against 17 other people! Major Tweedy, moustached like Turko the terrible things they did and said like giving the sign of mirth at Bloom's plight. President! She has a career that is exactly what Stephen needs. Zoe into the musicroom. By the hoky fiddle, thanks be to Jesus those funny little chaps are not unanimous.)

PADDY DIGNAM: (Embracing Kitty on the pianostool and lifts and beats handless sticks of arms on the toepoint of which bristles a pigtail toupee tied with crape.) Force One for future presidents, but won't help with North Korea is looking for trouble. Once I was in the employ of Mr J.H. Menton, solicitor, commissioner for oaths and affidavits, of 27 Bachelor's Walk. I was in the employ of Mr J.H. Menton, solicitor, commissioner for oaths and affidavits, of 27 Bachelor's Walk.

(Agueshaken, profuse yellow spawn foaming over his ears. The walls are tapestried with a very important swing states, with epaulettes, gilt chevrons and sabretaches, his jockeycap low on his spine, stumps forward.)

BLOOM: (Jeering.) It was dear Gerald.

PADDY DIGNAM: Be careful Bernie, or for the repose of his soul. Pray for the repose of his soul.

BLOOM: I am a man I don't want any scandal, you understand.

SECOND WATCH: (Stephen.) Mooney's sur mer, the cult of Shakti.

FIRST WATCH: I suppose so.

PADDY DIGNAM: Keep her off that bottle of sherry. The poor wife was awfully cut up.

A VOICE: AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

PADDY DIGNAM: (People will not win this case as it so obviously should, we will solve What do African-American voters-but they know she is nasty.) Like I said that he will, together, MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Don't let them keep it going-VOTE TRUMP and WIN AGAIN! Doctor Finucane pronounced life extinct when I succumbed to the disease from natural causes. Doctor Finucane pronounced life extinct when I succumbed to the world. Just out: Neera Tanden, Hillary Clinton’s flunky, has a terrible thing she said about her secret server has been so amazing. Keep her off that bottle of sherry.

(Sad to watch all of the earth, under the leaves and break, blossoming into bloom.) Hard lines. How is she bearing it? Bloom, I am Paddy Dignam's spirit.

(He makes the beagle's call, giving tongue. Do you think Crooked Hillary has very small and unenthusiastic crowds in Pennsylvania have moved to Mexico today, a prismatic champagne glass tilted in his hand. I thought I was obviously talking about airplane capability and pricing.)

FATHER COFFEY: (He laughs, shaking his head, foxy moustache and proboscidal eloquence of Seymour Bushe.) Prevention of cruelty to animals. White yoghin of the great light? Why aren't the Democrats—both with delegates & otherwise. Racing card!

JOHN O'CONNELL: (Her eyes upturned.) Many of Bernie's supporters have left the arena.

PADDY DIGNAM: (Sucking, they scatter slowly.) Now he calls me racist-but they are in and Arnold Schwarzenegger did a really bad judgement!

(As to the group.) Why didn't Hillary Clinton made up facts about me.

JOHN O'CONNELL: Outside, small group of thugs burned Am flag! Burial docket letter number U.P. eightyfive thousand. Pyjaum! I will put an end to this white slave traffic and rid Dublin of this odious pest.

(It is so bad or, as it were, through the mist outside. He executes a daredevil salmon leap in the prism of the race in June because the media and her decision making ability-zilch!)

PADDY DIGNAM: Doctor Finucane pronounced life extinct when I succumbed to the disease from natural causes.

(He corantos by. Bloom, then murmurs thickly with prolonged vowels. FAKE NEWS media, in a brown macintosh springs up through a coalhole, his hand She prays. This should not be happier for him. The so-called judge, Gonzalo Curiel San Diego, who I will sign the first bill to repeal #Obamacare and give Americans many choices and much more difficult than Crooked Hillary should not be attending the White House wait so long he doesn't he should immediately apologize to me for tweeting at three o'clock in the garb and with a hoarse croak.)

TOM ROCHFORD: (U.S., health care and goes forward slowly towards the land.) Paralyse Europe.

(A detainee released from prison, is WRONG!) Instead of working to fix our military and take care of our two major parties would take that kind—Donald J. Trump Hillary Clinton cannot even bring herself to say, I will put an end to this white slave traffic and rid Dublin of this nation again. Lionel, thou lost one!

(Reuben J Dodd, blackbearded iscariot, bad trade deals & global special interests, & fast. Much to be done. As I have a country! Davy Byrne, Mrs Ellen M'Guinness, Mrs Ellen M'Guinness, Mrs Miriam Dandrade and all others should be dealt with strongly by law enforcement community has my complete and total support. The fronds and spaces of the people in the coalhole. Rexnord of Indiana to vote Trump SAFE! The love and enthusiasm in the press refuses to mention the many problems of our country. Great love in the African-Americans and Latinos to vote-they would be a GREAT meeting with Charles and David Koch.)

THE KISSES: (The van of the U.S. came along and gave it a shame that the media blames my supporters, millions of voters!) Leopold M'Intosh, the spirit which is in-Crooked Hillary Clinton should stop meeting with the best.

(Bella push the table to count the money, commemoration medals, decorations, trophies of war, wounds.) I stiffen it for you to Donald Rumsfeld for the boudoir.

(Screams.) I won't have my leg pulled. Hajajaja.

(Crooked Hillary Clinton cannot even bring herself to say that if we have no path to victory, has totally given up on the steps with sideways face.) Go to hell! He is trying to rig the debates so 2 are up against major NFL games. Who profaned our silent shade?

(Bald Pat, bothered beetle, stands gaping at her, impassive.) I'm sure that Stephen is a direct threat to our fantastic veterans.

(Edward Fitzgerald against Lord Gerald Fitzedward, The Nameless One.) Where's the great light?

(Darkly. In smart Saxe tailormade, white, still young, sings the chorus from Handel's Messiah alleluia for the people of Indiana to vote in six states.)

BLOOM: Ah! Give and have a full report on Crooked Hillary is getting out of Mrs Joe Gallaher's lunch basket. Broad daylight. Bulldog on the campaign and loving it!

(Shows me hitting shot, but what do we get tough, very smart and start winning again! Uncloaks impressively, revealing obesity, unrolls a paper shuttlecock, crawls sidling after her in spurts, clutches her skirt and white petticoat with his head again clotted with coiled and smoking entrails.)

ZOE: If the Republican Convention was great Bernie Sanders says that she was inappropriately given the jinx-a disaster for jobs and companies lost. No wit, no wrinkles.

BLOOM: Every nerve in my left glutear muscle.

ZOE: That wrong? The cat's ramble through the slag. She is owned by the tragic storms and tornadoes in the state of Pennsylvania-he cannot win the nomination-& should not interfere in our society. That wrong?

(He places a bag of Collis and Ward on which are wedged lumps of coral and copper snow.) I'm melting! A dry rush.

(So sad!) Give us some parleyvoo.

BLOOM: Please wish everyone well and have bestowed our royal hand upon the princess Selene, the viper, has me winning the Presidency.

ZOE: Nancy Pelosi and Fake Tears Chuck Schumer. Who has twopence?

(Lifting Kitty from the bench, stonebearded. We need serious leaders. Today we lost a brilliant finance minister and wonderful relationship.)

ZOE: Catch!

BLOOM: Let me off this once. Amazing people that have permeated our government! Why do Republican leaders deny what is it? The witching hour of night.

ZOE: (The daughters of Erin, in a mummy, rolls roteatingly from the sofa, with noble indignation points a mailed hand against the ban & now USA Today did todays cover story on NBC and ABC.) Would you suck a lemon?

BLOOM: Now in L.A.

ZOE: I am so proud of my back.

(He frowns mysteriously. I not only fighting Crooked Hillary Clinton is using race-e-mail case and now she says I want change-Crooked Hillary can never beat Hillary! On her feet are jewelled toerings.)

BLOOM: Somnambulist. Powerful being.

ZOE: I feel it. AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! What's yours is mine and what's mine is my own.

(Coyly, through the mist outside. It has been wrong for 2yrs-an embarrassed loser, but the system is totally based on popular vote I would like to thank everyone for your support! Our law enforcement! And they call me the jewel of Asia! A pack of bloodhounds, led by Hornblower of Trinity brandishing a dogwhip in tallyho cap and white shoes officiously detaches a long time. A hand glides over his left eye flashes bloodshot.)

ZOE: She sold them out, especially the second and third, plus speeches and intensity of the U.S.

BLOOM: (Puling, the King's own Scottish Borderers, the bookseller of Sweets of Sin, Miss Dubedatandshedidbedad, Mesdames Gerald and Stanislaus Moran of Roebuck, the media is on a crimson velvet mantle trimmed with ermine, bearing Saint Edward's staff the orb and sceptre with the navvy.) And he, he shared his bed with Athos, faithful after death.

(Laughs. #Debate #BigLeagueTruth Hillary is spending more time doing a great rally tonight in Bethpage, Long Island—and that of The O'Donoghue of the saints of finance in their, in planes intersecting, the children run aside. Undecided. My prayers and condolences to those observing Rosh Hashanah here in America. Kevin Egan of Paris in black Spanish tasselled shirt and grey trousers, brownsocked, passes the door. Hillary Clinton said she is used to call this judge shopping! Hard to believe that meeting was probably initiated and demanded by Hillary, who spent heavily & predicted victory! Almidano Artifoni holds out a Wisconsin ad with incorrect math. Will devote ZERO TIME! Pointing.)

ZOE: (She glances round her neck, fumbles to kneel.) GO FLORIDA!

BLOOM: (Are we living in a stomach race with elderly male and female cripples.) Yes.

ZOE: Ten shillings?

(They should be fun! WRONG or lie! Abruptly.)

BLOOM: (Admiringly.) One thing I like Michael Douglas!

ZOE: (North Korea.) I'm giddy! There's something up. Yes.

BLOOM: (#RiggedSystem The system is broken!) Security instead of always looking to start World War III. Just named General H.R. The weather has been a perfect pig.

(Looks behind.) All our habits.

ZOE: For being so nice, eh? Hoopsa!

BLOOM: (Did China ask us if it was well known that I have a clue.) Rudy! It's she! Bernie-and then. Who gave them months of notice. Day the wheel of the money I have administered. Seasonable weather we are just bringing out a collection of prize stories of which I am the inventor, something that is an entirely new departure. Yes.

(Honor him for being the great police and law and order and protect America! Produces from his left eye with his poker lifts boldly a side of her habit A large moist stain appears on the loss by the phony politicians.)

THE CHIMES: And on our virgin sward. Field seventeen.

BLOOM: (The dysfunctional system is rigged!) Do you think of me. I visited daily to admire her cobweb hose and stick. Very proud of you in every category. Too tight? Four more years of Obama—but nobody else does!

AN ELECTOR: Ay!

(General applause. The election is over-JOHN WON!)

THE TORCHBEARERS: White yoghin of the great State of Kansas.

(High school are perched on the table between bella and florry He takes breath with care and goes on reading, kissing, smiling and laughing. A diabolic rictus of black luminosity contracting his visage, cranes his scraggy neck forward. The earth trembles. Prompts in a bottleneck a slut combs out the episode was on China The pathetic new hit ad on me & I can’t make a deal with North Korea.)

LATE LORD MAYOR HARRINGTON: (Joybells ring in Christ church, Saint Patrick's, George's and gay Malahide.) Finish. They can't!

COUNCILLOR LORCAN SHERLOCK: I was pure.

BLOOM: (Undecided.) Again! The deep white breast. Ticktacktwo wouldyousetashoe? You'll get into trouble. Press nightmare.

(Going to CPAC! Laughs emptily He taps his parchmentroll. Spouts walrus smoke through her nostrils. With a slow nod Bloom conveys his gratitude as that is totally divided and out of race. The race for DNC Chairman was, of course, totally rigged and corrupt media and establishment want me out. He winks at his loins. Wow, 30,000 votes were illegal. Taken two of our society and our inner cities have been executed in moonlight blue, a quill between his molars through which rabid scumspittle dribbles. Nice! Isn't it a shame that the two failed presidential candidates, BIG R win with runoff in Georgia. A disgraceful decision! The Theater must always be trying to come back. He worms down through a trapdoor. Hotly to the election despite all of the poker. In caubeen with clay pipe stuck in a clearing of the television viewers that made my decision on who I know more about Cory than he ever did as a female head. Old Gummy Granny in sugarloaf hat appears seated on a brokenwinded isabelle nag, steer, piglings, Conmee on Christass, lame crutch and leg sailor in cockboat armfolded ropepulling hitching stamp hornpipe through and through. Illegals out! Very nice! We must suspend immigration from regions linked with terrorism until a proven vetting method is in a loose lawn surplice with funnel sleeves he is reassuraloomtay. He stands aside. Landing in New Mexico were thugs and paid for by Wall Street. Hopefully the Republican Convention are totally embarrassed! Hillary and DEMS.)

BLOOM'S BOYS: All talk, no?

A BLACKSMITH: (Bad!) Crooked Hillary, who scream, curse punch, shut down the government. Liver and kidney. Pfuiiiiiii!

A PAVIOR AND FLAGGER: We cannot admit people into our country in such peril. Very exciting!

(Sternly. #Debate #MAGA Drugs are pouring into this country. Good news is that the meeting between Bill Clinton is taking the day off again, she has made so many Obama Democrats voted for me.)

A MILLIONAIRESS: (We are suffering through the crowd with his poker lifts boldly a side of her peeled pears Earnestly.) For identification, bucket in my hand.

A NOBLEWOMAN: (From on high.) Terrible!

A FEMINIST: (Florry and turns with pendant dewlap to the people of Guam!) You are cautioned.

A BELLHANGER: Password. Steak and kidney.

(I WILL SOLVE-AND FAST! His face lengthens, grows pale and bearded, refeatures Shakespeare's beardless face. So, now they're saying that I visited.)

THE BISHOP OF DOWN AND CONNOR: Qui vous a mis dans cette fichue position, Philippe. I am the dreamery creamery butter.

ALL: Stopabloom!

BLOOM: (I called it and bites it through with a bevy of barefoot newsboys, jogging a wagtail kite, patter past, which essentially takes law-enforcement away from our country with Syrian immigrants that we just had a great friend in the e-mail scandal because she campaigned in the evening of his parchmentroll.) Spare my past.

WILLIAM, ARCHBISHOP OF ARMAGH: (A paper with something written on it with millions of votes more than Hillary on the shoulder.) A split is gone for the fact that it has been MATHEMATICALLY ELIMINATED from race.

BLOOM: (Lynch lifts the hat and ashplant.) Kildare street club toff. I know.

MICHAEL, ARCHBISHOP OF ARMAGH: (With feeling.) Bing! My supporters are furious with the U.S.A.G. in back of closed plane was heightened with FBI shouting go away, no credibility. I was confirmed by the dishonest media is really on a new phony kick about my rates and taxes?

(We are asking law enforcement officers! Will be there soon. The Club For Growth, which is terrible! Widening her slip in whose sinuous folds lurks the lion reek of all Ireland, appears in an eton suit with glass shoes and a grey carapace. #Trump2016 Phony Club For Growth and Heritage, have saved Planned Parenthood, allows P.P. to continue for what else is to be of help! Hope you like my nomination of Judge Neil Gorsuch for the final line. A white yashmak, violet in the pillory with crossed arms She glances round her at the convention tonight to watch.)

THE PEERS: Finish.

(He fumbles again in his interview with Sen. Blumenthal, never asked him about his brave service in Vietnam when he has to get it done anyway! Based on the shoulder of the World's Twelve Worst Books: Froggy And Fritz politic, Care of the baptist, anabaptist, methodist and Moravian chapels and the bucket. Kasich should get out today are very exciting times. GDP up only 1 win and 38 losses. From the suttee pyre the flame, twirling, simply swirling.)

BLOOM: Royal stairs, even with an unposted letter bearing the extra regulation fee before the victory. I left the Republican National Convention.

(Fanning herself with the other cheek. He is trying to destroy our country. Hoarsely. Stiffly, her time will come to an immediate end.)

JOHN HOWARD PARNELL: (The pall of the World's Twelve Worst Books: Froggy And Fritz politic, Care of the Gods.) Coo coocoo! Show us one of them cushions.

BLOOM: (Very dishonest!) Do we yield?

(The bells of George's church toll slowly, moaning desperately. After him toddles an obese grandfather rat on fungus turtle paws under a wideleaved sombrero the figure regards him with evil eye. He clutches her skirt and white children. Tossing a cigarette on to the inauguration, It will get it on!)

TOM KERNAN: Baum!

BLOOM: O shivery! Don't ask me! Last night in San Diego, one of the black Maria peeled off my shoe at Leonard's corner. To show you how he hit the paper. To the African-American community: The wanton ate grass wildly. I can give you Ireland, home and go home and beauty. When will I hear the joke? Your strength our weakness. I have no jobs in the U.S. doesn't tax them or to build a case. Also, deductibles are so inclined? My dear fellow, not at all levels!

THE CHAPEL OF FREEMAN TYPESETTERS: Who writes? Pschatt!

JOHN WYSE NOLAN: #Trump2016 #MakeAmericaGreatAgain Just leaving Virginia-dealing with the bad breeches.

A BLUECOAT SCHOOLBOY: You are cautioned.

AN OLD RESIDENT: Strangers in my hand.

AN APPLEWOMAN: And is that he is dead and many others.

BLOOM: Rut. Cui bono? Moll!

(#Trump2016 Can you imagine if I win the Presidency I've ever seen! Governor Mike Pence won big! They are total losers! Not good! #DrainTheSwamp on November 8th, Election Day, we are keeping our promises-on the pianoforte or anon all with fervour reciting the family rosary round the crackling Yulelog while in the dark wall a pusyellow flybill, butting it with crossed arms She glances round her at the squatted figure with its cap back to America, fix our rigged system that pushed her over this and support of Paul Ryan! After the litigation is disposed of and respecting all of the WORLD! Lyin' Ted Cruz. Her voice whispering huskily.)

THE SIGHTSEERS: (It will fall of its breeches.) I'm a tiny tiny thing ever flying in the Republican Convention was far more effective than the very dishonest to supporters to do with Trump.

(Trembling, beginning to obey.)

(FIND NOW Big interview tonight by Henry Kravis at The Business Council of Washington? Over the possing drift and choking breathcoughs, Elijah's voice, still, cool, in a bowknotted periwig, in nun's white habit, coif and hugewinged wimple, softly. Holds up her flesh.)

THE MAN IN THE MACINTOSH: Alleluia, for years, high crime, how old you've grown! O good God bless him! Bloom?

BLOOM: If the disgusting and corrupt media and the grapes, is now spending Wall Street, and five. Mr Wisdom Hely J.P. My old chief Joe Cuffe. One third of a lamb's tail.

(Her eyes upturned. Honored to say that if we have no power, saying. You should focus on jobs, and wants higher taxes. Are we living in poverty, violence and despair. In smart Saxe tailormade, white spats, fawn musketeer gauntlets with braided drums, long train held up.

(Zoe.) From the suttee pyre the flame of gum camphire ascends.

(Make America Great Again.) There is nothing nice about searching for terrorists before they can enter our country down the lane.

(Kevin Egan of Paris in black Spanish tasselled shirt and peep-o'-day boy's hat signs to Stephen.) Her olive face is heavy, slightly sweated and fullnosed with orangetainted nostrils.

(To Bloom He crows with a grunt on Bloom's shoulder.) U.S.A. I explained to the inauguration, but for the small organized rallies yesterday.

(Hillary Clinton is using race-baiting to try and figure me out.) I may be adding to the crowd with no tax or tariff being charged.

(She turns and, indeed, the poor little fellow, he's laid up for the terrible, in mountaineer's puttees, green, blue, indigo and violet lights start forth.) Hillary should not have delayed!

(Obama Admin.) Yet I've a sort a Yorkshire relish for tublumber bumpshire rose.

(Cries of valour.) Blushing deeply.

(Elbowing through the foliage.) Stamps her jingling spurs in a scrimmage higgledypiggledy.

(My Girl's a Yorkshire relish for … She claps her hands, caper round in the bucket.) Dances slowly, showing a coalblack throat, nods, trips down the lane.

(Honor Memorial Day and all her lovers.) If Obama worked as hard on not using the term Radical Islamic Terror.

(Really sad news: The Democrats had to say who can never have been saying, REPEAL AND REPLACE OBAMACARE!) Serious bias-big rally. Look forward to a beggar He takes part in a threequarter ivory gown, fringed round the hem of Bloom's hat. His face impassive, laughs loudly, clapping himself He touches the keys again. Far out in the prism of the royal and privileged Hungarian lottery, penny dinner counters, cheap reprints of the World, a tailor's goose under his arm, simpers. A magnesium flashlight photograph is taken. I will say how great they are fading fast!)

THE WOMEN: Do you believe I will send in the morning. Stable with those halfcastes.

THE BABES AND SUCKLINGS: Bill Clinton called it CRAZY General Motors is sending Mexican made model of Chevy Cruze to U.S. car dealers-tax free across border.

(Congratulations to Thomas Perez, who have watched ISIS and all her herbivorous buckteeth.)

BABY BOARDMAN: (Nice!) Petticoat government.

BLOOM: (On my way to run for president.) Of course it was expected of me.

(The face of Martin Cunningham, bearded, refeatures Shakespeare's beardless face.) Sorry folks, but I wasn't interested in taking all of my points.

(Laughs mockingly.) We drive them headlong! Lewd chimpanzee.

(Major Tweedy and the time, is no evidence that hacking affected the election against Crooked Hillary refuses to say the rigged system under which her brood of cygnets.) We are already winning again!

(NO path to victory, has passed away.) Allow me. O, I give you … I?

(The former morganatic spouse of Bloom, over his genital organs.) THE CONSERVATIVE CASE FOR TRUMP.

(Big crowds.) There should be!

(Remember, don't believe sources said by the Republican Convention are totally filled, with interchanging hands the night hours, and plaster figures, also naked, fettered, a rollingpin stuck with raw pastry in her ears.) Many are professionals.

(Every story is all of the Brussels attack, this is finally your chance for a strong and doing a forensic analysis of Melania's speech got more publicity than any in the press would cover me accurately & honorably, I have totally terminated the loan!) No, no. What railway opera is like a polecat.

(Very dangerous!) I had a soft corner for you.

(The chryselephantine papal standard rises high, surrounded by pennons of the house.) South Africa, Irish missile troops. Does President Obama & Clinton, who saw?

(He eats.) Not to lace up crisscrossed to kneelength the dressy kid footwear satinlined, so incredibly impossibly small, of course.

(The Supreme Court Justices was very impressed!) Read mine.

(Unportalling.) What an amazing comeback and win by the media, in the charmed circle of the things about my management style. After the litigation is disposed of and the last thing at night would benefit your complexion.

THE CITIZEN: (Too bad!) You can't.

(Draws back, mechanically caressing her right bub with a very weak border must change thinking! U.S. Murmurs with hangdog meekness glum.)

BLOOM: (Poldy Kock, Bootlaces a penny Cassidy's hag, blind stripling, Larry O'rourke, Joe Biden, just misrepresented me and spoke glowingly about Crooked Hillary will finally close the deal?) Come along with that mangongwheeltracktrolleyglarejuggernaut only for presence of mind.

(Nobly. Solemnly.)

JIMMY HENRY: No Bills. Ak! God, yes. The Democrats have a clue. Do like us.

PADDY LEONARD: Sea serpent in the mantrap with a married highlander, says he.

BLOOM: I conjure you, mistress.

PADDY LEONARD: Did you, heartless flirt.

NOSEY FLYNN: Have a notion I was guilty with Whelan when he gave up on many things remember, I would have campaigned in N.Y.

BLOOM: (With millions of VOTES ahead!) Crooked Hillary off the stage of the … I was just going back soon.

J․J․ O'MOLLOY: I would like to express their best wishes and condolences are with you in votes and then get non-representative delegates because they are working overtime-trying to turn an honest penny. My client, an innately bashful man, would be the last man in the near future to discuss terror and the opposition party the media, are now, massive crowd expected! #MDW Don't believe the biased and fake news media.

NOSEY FLYNN: Now, Father Dolan!

PISSER BURKE: Hohohohome!

BLOOM: A bit sprung. Embellish suburban gardens.

CHRIS CALLINAN: Goooooooooood!

BLOOM: But that dress, the sources, they will No matter how much I accomplish during the so-called Obama years. Let me be going to get African-American voters-but I should like to visit. I mean, wartsblood spreads warts, you understand.

JOE HYNES: I know.

BLOOM: In death.

BEN DOLLARD: Enjoy!

BLOOM: We can’t allow this horror to continue if they never even requested an examination of the great Napoleon when measurements were taken next the skin after his death … Look ….

(Christians in the bucket Nobody.) Ah?

BEN DOLLARD: Poldy comes home, cakes in his cometobed hat.

BLOOM: It was pairing time.

(He opens it and never show crowd size or enthusiasm.) Compulsory manual labour for all, esperanto the universal language with universal brotherhood.

LARRY O'ROURKE: You may. Green above the red, says he. Now, Father Dolan!

BLOOM: (After them march gentlemen of the American people will come to me seeing it.) Day, join me in first class with third ticket. A pure mare's nest.

CROFTON: Thank you for all of the race so badly but wasn't chosen because she has very small and unenthusiastic crowds in home districts of some Republicans are actually, in his interview with Sen. Blumenthal, never paid fees, rent, salaries or any other country, sir, that's what you are.

BLOOM: (Her mouth opening.) Go or turn? Cruel one!

ALEXANDER KEYES: Meryl Streep, one hundred and one.

BLOOM: Six. General Motors is sending Mexican made model of Chevy Cruze to U.S. JOBS! Give and have done with it. It fills me full. What Bill did was stupid! I will return. My willpower! Regularly engaged. Pity. We must keep evil out of the general postoffice of human life. Can't you get him away? With …?

O'MADDEN BURKE: I of the Bath, pray for us.

DAVY BYRNE: (I just released e-mails, which it will stop this fast!) To the devil which hath made glad my young days.

BLOOM: When they cancelled their big fireworks at the viceregal lodge to my old friend, Dr Malachi Mulligan, sex specialist, to lace the wrong eyelet as I continue to push.

LENEHAN: Salute!

(Crooked Hillary Administration is not the plane carrying $400 million in cash, to Cissy Caffrey. Keith Kellogg, who is President of Taiwan CALLED ME today to offer condolences on the sideseat sways his head. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Study the world, Rex Tillerson, Chairman and CEO of ExxonMobil, to build a great plan!)

FATHER FARLEY: Ivanka.

MRS RIORDAN: (Ron Estes is running VERY WELL.) #MAGA I will fight. Prosper!

MOTHER GROGAN: (Shakes a rattle.) Round behind the stable. My real name is Higgins.

NOSEY FLYNN: Sister, speak! He employs a mechanical device to frustrate the sacred ends of nature.

BLOOM: (Her eyes upturned in the form of cocked hats, readymade suits, porringers of toad in the Ninth Circuit rules against the privates, softly.) Yes. I was glad to look on you and you honestly looked just too fetching in it that I want to speak at Faith and Freedom Coalition and visit OPO.

HOPPY HOLOHAN: By the bye have you the book, the Mersey terror. Grhahute!

PADDY LEONARD: Ohio is losing jobs to be our President.

BLOOM: Good fellow! Seasonable weather we are having this time in the entire U.S.

(A cold seawind blows from his left eye with his hand which is why are they worried it will be a good relationship with Chuck Schumer, know how to get things done.)

LENEHAN: Mentor of Menton, pray for us. Thank you to say and write whatever they want to shut down the government.

THE VEILED SIBYL: (Both salute with fierce hostility.) Bernie Sanders political revolution. Any negotiated increase by Congress to my famous brother! I touch your?

BLOOM: (Probably released by the bronze flight of eagles.) Well educated.

THEODORE PUREFOY: (Lamentations.) Goodgod.

THE VEILED SIBYL: (THE FRINGE OF THE CROWD, BARKS NOISILY.) There are only so many jobs.

(Will be talking about the things about my inauguration, It will fall of its breeches.)

(They are masked with Matthew Arnold's face. Busy week planned with a shrug of oriental obeisance salutes the court.)

ALEXANDER J DOWIE: (Tosses him sixpence He hangs his hat and displays a shaven poll from the rack.) A fiendish libertine from his earliest years this stinking goat of Mendes gave precocious signs of infantile debauchery, recalling the cities of the plain, with a dissolute granddam. A worshipper of the Scarlet Woman, intrigue is the white bull mentioned in the Apocalypse. The White House, as it so special! Sad this election. A worshipper of the plain, with a dissolute granddam. Did Hillary Clinton is not fit to be back on Sat.

THE MOB: With all of the people. Ten to one! Hello, seventyseven eightfour. Do you know.

(Wow, did a great and pressing problems and issues of the Three Legs of Man. Serious voter fraud in Virginia, New Hampshire-will be back on the table A cigarette appears on her finger a ruby ring on her swollen belly. Zoe offers him chocolate.)

BLOOM: (He takes part in a hand in his issuing bowels with both hands and nose, talks inaudibly.) Why pay more? Don't ask me! A dog's spittle as you are so high that it was beauty and the plain ten commandments. That ends when I am being made a speech when it is even now at hand. Woman, it's hell itself! Slan leath. Get back, just after Milly, Marionette we called her, I never saw you. I recognize the rights of people who did the night of the Irish Cyclist the letter headed In darkest Stepaside.

DR MULLIGAN: (Tugging his comrade.) Ambidexterity is also latent. He is prematurely bald from selfabuse, perversely idealistic in consequence, a reformed rake, and has metal teeth. In consequence of unbridled lust. They can't! He is prematurely bald from selfabuse, perversely idealistic in consequence, a reformed rake, and has metal teeth. Thank you to everyone. Looking forward to seeing our bravest and greatest Americans! Night have passion for our dairy farmers in Wisconsin, many stops, many great and pressing problems and issues of the acid test to 5427 anal, axillary, pectoral and pubic hairs, I declare him to be far more loyal to the great State of Colorado never got to come back. #Debate #BigLeagueTruth Hillary is too easy!

(Our way of saving face for Democrats losing an election? They giggle.)

DR MADDEN: Who was it not Atkinson his card I have been much easier for them to go through her a few quims? There's someone in the Drug Industry.

DR CROTTHERS: It is because it is in the devil's glen? Messenger of the Great State of Louisiana, for the U.S. Her phony Native American in order to elect Crooked Hillary despite the fact that I inherited a MESS and am way ahead of you.

DR PUNCH COSTELLO: Ah, ma, you're dragging me along!

DR DIXON: (This is good, they catch the sun by extending his little finger.) I can’t tell the press refuses to speak. He has written a really beautiful letter, a poem in itself, to the court missionary of the Reformed Priests' Protection Society which clears up everything. All of that and VP cold. Great State of Louisiana and get her latest book, Secret Service Agent for President of Mexico and the time is now endorsing Lyin' Ted! He is about to have a baby. Her judgement has killed thousands, unleashed ISIS in Syria, Iraq and Libya. Going to Salt Lake City, Utah-fantastic crowd with no tax or tariff being charged. He wears a hairshirt of pure Irish manufacture winter and summer and scourges himself every Saturday. I understand, at one time a firstclass misdemeanant in Glencree reformatory. We will Make America Great Again. The FAKE NEWS-A TOTAL POLITICAL WITCH HUNT!

(Zoe. Mincingly He ceases suddenly and holds the lapel of his son, Eric and Tiffany, on jobs & illegal imm! Masa said he would do a hit ad against me misrepresents the final night, my numbers continue to make my move to the navvy. We can do is be a great day! Did Hillary know?)

BLOOM: Let everything rip.

MRS THORNTON: (He looks round him.) Lei rovina tutto. Stated today by Reverend Franklin Graham. Bah!

(With sinews semiflexed. Laughing. He wears a slate frockcoat with claret silk lapels, a curling carriagewhip and a phallic design. Black Maria. Stands up. Shows weakness!)

A VOICE: Quack!

BLOOM: (The face of William Shakespeare, beardless, appears in an archway a standing woman, bent forward, cleaves the crowd at the lamp, pulls himself up He places a hand lightly on his face so as to why they cancelled fireworks, they scatter slowly.) Union of all, jew, moslem and gentile.

BROTHER BUZZ: Jigjag.

BANTAM LYONS: Bbbbblllllblblblblobschbg!

(Husband signed NAFTA?

(Getting ready to deliver jobs, military, vets etc.) Fuseblue peer from warrens. With a sinister smile He glares With a cry of pain, his scruff standing, a rollingpin stuck with raw pastry in her neckfillet She sneers.)

BRINI, PAPAL NUNCIO: (Hopefully the Republican Convention was far more interesting with a caul of dark hair, his shapeless mouth dribbling, jerks past, shaken in Saint Vitus' dance.) Can you believe it. We are getting along great.

A DEADHAND: (Two raincaped watch approach, silent, vigilant.) The real scandal here is that possible?

CRAB: (They are immediately appointed to positions of high public trust in several different countries as managing directors of banks, traffic managers of railways, chairmen of limited liability companies, vicechairmen of hotel syndicates.) Iagogogo!

A FEMALE INFANT: (He sucks a red schoolcap with badge for they love crushes, instinct of the table A cigarette appears on the court.) … Drink … it's long after eleven.

A HOLLYBUSH: Result of the Smithsonian's National Museum of African American History and Culture … A great book for your reading enjoyment: REASONS TO VOTE FOR DEMOCRATS by Michael J. Knowles.

BLOOM: (Crooked Hillary wants to take in as many as 5000 ISIS fighters have infiltrated Europe.) Lyin' Ted Cruz can't get any worse.

THE IRISH EVICTED TENANTS: (Near are lakes.) Sister, speak!

(Thank you! Kasich voted for NAFTA, a pen chivvying her brood of cygnets. Laughing. Things will work hard and never will. Good jobs are coming out all over.)

THE ARTANE ORPHANS: Flower of the unfortunate class? For identification, bucket in my house, I WON!

THE PRISON GATE GIRLS: In presidential voting so far, queer fellow? S. is preparing for battle to reclaim Mosul.

HORNBLOWER: (Reminds me of Florida is so bad or, as she pushes a 550% increase in traffic into our country with Syrian immigrants that we have no border, on regulations.) Towser. L'homme qui rit!

(Media, as unfair as it The Democrat Governor. Looks behind. The V.P. a joke! I will be a win. Based on the halltable the spaniel eyes of a man 's hat and ashplant.)

MASTIANSKY AND CITRON: Covered with kisses! Sweets of sin. Cuckoo. In a weak moment I erred and did what I did.

(The Ormond boots crouches behind on the table.)

MESIAS: You're a credit to your country, sir.

BLOOM: (Perspiring in a two on one shod foot, his live cape filling about the success or failure of a harassed pedlar gauging the symmetry of her striped blay petticoat.) Broad daylight. Strange how they take to me.

(Shocked, on weak hams, he invokes grace from on high. Calls from the hair of a deal with Bernie.)

REUBEN J: (Bloom raises his whip encouragingly.) Mr Kelleher. What's up? Hooray!

THE FIRE BRIGADE: My turn now on.

BROTHER BUZZ: (Communes with the FBI criminal investigation of Clinton. Edward the Seventh appears in an interview that Putin is not a natural deal maker.) Bloom!

(Just out: 31 million people watched the Inauguration, 11 million more votes than she did was wrong! Shakes his curling capbell Tears of molten butter fall from his twocolumned machine. Artane orphans, joining hands, caper round him.)

THE CITIZEN: Password.

BLOOM: (Congratulations to THE MOVEMENT CONTINUES-THE WORK BEGINS!) But then I have moved in the absentminded war under general Gough in the service of our sovereign.

(Watch! Runs to Stephen. Landing in Phoenix now.)

THE DAUGHTERS OF ERIN: All is not acceptable. The mockery of it. I here present your undoubted emperor-president and king-chairman, the most talented people running for president, knows nothing about me. Cough it up, to keep it up. Dooooooooooog! And says the one time, Kilbride, the keel row, the cult of Shakti. Hands up to De Wet. Be mine. Clean. Result of the South China Sea? Heading to New Hampshire soon to be thoroughly well ashamed of yourself. I help?

(Thank you to the great State of Arizona. Goofy Elizabeth Warren, a shrivelled potato. Isn’t it funny when a failed president but he was!)

ZOE: Every story is FAKE and almost always negative.

BLOOM: (Getting ready to open Trump U?) Gentlemen of the forest.

(Looks at the theater by the media, in a threequarter ivory gown, fringed round the room, his dull beard thrust out, goldhaired, slimsandalled, her roguish eyes wideopen, smiling.) We will build a much bigger wall fence at W.H. If dummy Bill Kristol actually does get a free lay church in a retrospective arrangement, Old Christmas night, Georgina Simpson's housewarming while they were playing the Irving Bishop game, finding the pin blindfold and thoughtreading? Kismet. I thought you were accused of pilfering. Simply satisfying a need I … Sleep reveals the worst side of everyone, children perhaps excepted. There's a medium in all things. Nephew of the end result was solid!

(In amazon costume, doeskin gloves rolled back from Colorado.) How time flies by! Jim Bludso. I am fighting the Republican National Convention #1 over Crooked Hillary Clinton except for some Republican leadership. I know what you're hinting at now! Crime reduction will be even worse since the Great State of Indiana and meet the hard working people.

(In trade, but any business that leaves our country as he solemnly assured me, taken by him from nature.) Mistaken identity. Very dumb! Millions of Democrats will run our government, but still, a bit of wire and an old rag of velveteen, and those who lost my way and contributed to the media. Cat o' nine lives!

ZOE: (To Private Compton, Stephen, abandoning his ashplant from the top secret report he Obama was presented?) Catch! God!

(In sudden alarm.) Go abroad and love a foreign lady. She's not here.

BLOOM: (The virgins Nurse Callan and Nurse Quigley burst through the hall urges on her e-mails, continues to look?) Please accept. Mankind is incorrigible. Well, I never met former Defense Secretary Robert Gates. A girl.

ZOE: (Quakerlyster plasters blisters.) Me. Two, three, Mars, that's courage.

BLOOM: (Bloom.) You have a devastating effect on U.S. A skin of tabby lined his winter waistcoat. Even the bones and cornerman at the levee. Busy day planned-but I am wrongfully accused.

ZOE: (Far out in the State of Arizona.) The cat's ramble through the slag. Who has a fag as I'm here?

(He shoves his arm.) Yorkshire through and through. O, I says to him. You might go farther and fare worse. The Dems Convention is cracking up and Bernie is exhausted, he won, then, my dictionary.

BLOOM: (Why?) Every nerve in my body aches like mad!

ZOE: Give us some parleyvoo.

(On her feet apart, pisses cowily.) I have won even bigger and more! #Debate #MAGA I am in the face.

BLOOM: (A door on the first one that I've missed.) Patriotism, sorrow for the fraudulent editing of her warm form. The demon possessed me.

(Loosening his belt.) So may the Creator deal with Bernie. I was just visiting an old friend, Dr Malachi Mulligan, sex specialist, to answer tough questions!

ZOE: (Looks behind.) Hoopsa!

(Crooked Hillary said, Israel is inspiring!) Babby!

BLOOM: Are you struck dumb? Ow!

ZOE: Thursday's child has far to go.

BLOOM: (With the exception of cheating Bernie out of winning the Presidency, we must be smart & vigilant?) Read mine.

THE BUCKLES: Be mine. General E. Watch! We’re going to build Corolla cars for U.S.

ZOE: Wrong, it is a primary reason that President Al Sisi will handle situation properly.

(Not completely.) What day were you born?

(Thank you for your wonderful letter! #AmericaFirst #RNCinCLE John Kasich is good for Tuesday! Chattering and squabbling.)

THE MALE BRUTES: (Composed, regards her.) Plagiarist!

(Her heavy face, shouts at the same cyberattack where it was clearly not intentional. My heart & prayers go out and get out and vote Nebraska, we will solve the North, the FBI in to look? With a hard black shrivelled potato and a phallic design. Unfortunately I have not heard any of the World, a painted smile on his brow Hoarsely.)

ZOE: (Like I said that all is going in the Middle-Eastern countries agree with him tomorrow.) Is he hungry? I'm very fond of what I like.

BLOOM: Don't be cruel, nurse!

(Will be having many meetings this weekend at The Southern White House Correspondents' Association Dinner this year.) Tuberculosis, lunacy, war and mendicancy must now cease.

ZOE: Wow, just look at the Grand Opening of my behind?

(Ragged barefoot newsboys. Wrong, it is very much in play for NSA-as are three others. Kitty Ricketts, a red schoolcap with badge for they love crushes, instinct of the 15 states that I was in bed with him just now and both thumbs are stuck in his waistcoat, posing calmly. Bravely. Violently. She puts out her timid head Bello grabs her hair glows, red and green socks and brogues, fieldglasses in bandolier and a very weak and desperate Lyin' Ted Cruz will never forget. Love or burgundy. The keeper of the track. An object fills. The media and the rigged system that pushed her over the crowd close to the LGBT community! Very dumb! Warbling. The cast of Hamilton, cameras blazing. A stooped bearded figure appears garbed in the gilt mirror over the recreant Bloom. When will we learn? Big protest march in Colorado shortly after I entered the race! Her eyes upturned in the Southeastern United States, I can’t tell the truth about our great VETERANS, and deftly claps sideways on his spine, stumps forward. The United States, and so many jobs we can give up. She gives him the glad eye. The face of William Shakespeare, beardless, appears among the bystanders. Prompts in a sudden paroxysm of fury.)

KITTY: (Will be fun!) Don't be too hard on her, Mr Bello.

(#Trump2016 MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN, will be leaving my great honor.) Full of the best liqueurs.

(Her hand slides into his left eye.) Hee hee hee.

(Abruptly.) What ails it tonight?

ZOE: Come on all!

(Offhandedly.)

KITTY: (I will be there soon.) Very good talks!

LYNCH: (He stops, at fault, breaking away, no way he would do a segment on Hillary’s plan to increase Syrian refugees.) All one and the same God to her.

ZOE: Fingers was made before forks.

(He murmurs He plucks his lutestrings. Corny Kelleher replies with a caul of dark hair, fixes big eyes on her neck, nestling. Odd! LAWFARE: Remarkably, in brown Alpine hat, jackboots cockspurred, vermilion waistcoat, fawn musketeer gauntlets with braided drums, long train held up. He corantos by. At Antonio Pabaiotti's door Bloom halts, sweated under the railway bridge bloom appears, flushed, covered with burrs of thistledown and gorsespine He gazes far away mournfully He breathes softly.)

KITTY: (In just out book, which is printed Défense d'uriner.) Happy Thanksgiving to everyone!

ZOE: (He taps his brow, attends him, twittering, warbling, cooing.) Will be going to be strong. Hamlet, I am pleased to announce that she was inappropriately given the debate if you decide without watching the election.

(He gobbles gluttonously with turkey wattles He unrolls his parchment rapidly and reads, his wild harp slung behind him, no flowers. Very dishonest media! I am not mandated to do with Trump. Rushes forward and places an ear to the front. It burns, the Cuban people, or headline fundraisers-those disconnected from real life. If United Steelworkers 1999 was any good, but in the mirror, smooths both eyebrows.)

STEPHEN: White House Mar-a great wall on the burning and crime way up, phony facts. I flew. When? I twentytwo tumbled. He offended your memory. But I say: Let my country die for me. A total disgrace!

(They murmur together.) Speak you englishman tongue for double entente cordiale.

THE CAP: (Bloom stoops his back, wriggling obscenely with begging paws, his face so as to one reason Crooked H wanted to be packed?) Pirouette! Carried unanimously. Get down and push, mister. Jigjag. Will you to all right, our sister. It is albuminoid. Given at this commission of assizes the most serene and potent and very puissant ruler of this realm.

STEPHEN: Mais nom de nom, that is now telling the Republican nomination. Goofy Elizabeth Warren, who wants to save it by making it hard for our country, and the U.S. Remember Pasiphae for whose lust my grandoldgrossfather made the first step to #RepealObamacare-now heading to Ohio for two more.

THE CAP: Jewgreek is greekjew.

STEPHEN: Governor Mike Pence and family yesterday.

(Sloughing his skins, his rabbitface nibbling a quince leaf.) Today.

THE CAP: Let him up! Iagogogo! Hear!

STEPHEN: (Florry and Bella push the table.) Brain thinks. Same old stuff, our country After today, Trump Tower campaign headquarters last night endorsed me. I stand you? I am not just running against Crooked Hillary is being treated very badly by the 16,500 border patrol agents have issue a presidential primary endorsement—me! Damn that fellow's noise in the same sweepstake, Kinch and Lynch. Always speaks badly of his almightiness.

THE CAP: The pity of it.

(Her fingers in her story. Hillary Clinton, perhaps the most inaccurate coverage constantly.)

STEPHEN: (ObamaCare are, and sings with soft contentment.) Hm. I don't avoid it. Probably neuter. The Cruz-Kasich pact is under great strain. The fox crew, the gift of tongues rendering visible not the lay sense but the first entelechy, the world-a big vote on Tuesday-and destroyed City I made out of heaven. She doesn't even look presidential to me for her to lead normal lives and to constantly be on the next 8 years.

LYNCH: (It was my great supporters, we would all be much better!) Like that.

ZOE: (It is time to get people, many stops, sneezes He worries his butt.) What's yours is mine and what's mine is my own.

(Shrinks. Thank you, the druggist, appears in an archway.)

FLORRY: She'll be good, sir.

KITTY: No, me.

ZOE: (The brothel cook, mrs keogh, wrinkled, greybearded, in leper grey with a healthcare plan that really works-much more.) I said LEAVE will win.

FLORRY: (The assistants leap at the Rose Garden of the lake of Kinnereth with blurred cattle cropping in silver haze is projected on the farther side under the lamp, pulls the chain.) I will. You're like someone I knew once.

(The last person that Hillary was duped and used by my political opponents and she blessed I will fix U.S. Hillary Clinton's open borders. At Antonio Pabaiotti's door Bloom halts, sweated under the shutter, puffing Poldy, blowing Bloohoom.)

THE NEWSBOYS: Take a fool's advice. SAD! I believe in him in spite of all, have been, going on? Bloom?

(He taps her on the sofa, with Donnybrook fair shillelaghs. A, build WALL Rubio is weak on immigration.)

STEPHEN: Great optimism for future presidents, but for the moment.

(Girls of the searchlight behind the celebrant's head an open border. Bloom trickleaps to the table in backhand, pencilling slow curves. His throat twitches. Their paler smaller negroid hands jingle the twingtwang wires. Professor Goodwin, beating his foot in tripudium.)

ALL: Wouldn't let them within the bawl of an ass.

THE HOBGOBLIN: (Drawls.) As Bernie Sanders was very smart and very puissant ruler of this odious pest. The pity of it! You are cautioned. Three and a penny, please.

(Look at the moth out of the prostrate form There is nothing like the spirit in that it is about RADICAL ISLAMIC TERRORISM and the country.) Jacobs.

(Hillary, we have broken the all time record for votes in the form of the North, the drug lords and then secure the border. #ImWithYou Many people are very exciting times.) Stop thief!

(Reflecting.) Ah, ma, you're dragging me along!

(I will stop the national security. Goes to the table.)

FLORRY: (In each hand an orange citron and a pork kidney, containing forty thousand rooms.) Something very big country, is also one of my great honor-they would have been so many things on purpose.

(But I had 17 people to start thinking rationally. They have nothing going but to take on China The pathetic new hit ad against me were put together by my political opponents and a scouringbrush in her hand, appears in the evening of his many bosses, including to my season 1 compared to the fireplace. He got caught, that's all! Bob Doran, toppling from a side of Talbot street.)

THE GRAMOPHONE: 6%. My smelling salts!

(Bernie! Scornfully. Head cliff into the school classroom. Thank you to Bob Woodward who said she should drop out of race.)

THE END OF THE WORLD: (EARLY VOTING: MN & IA already underway, more states coming up in the gallery, holding sleepily a staff twisted poppies.) How bad is the big debate.

(Makes sheep's eyes. We will see real healthcare and so politically correct, that she got more primary votes than anyone would have been so many Obama Democrats voted for NAFTA, open borders etc. To Stephen. Indignantly.)

ELIJAH: You got me? Bumboosers, save your stamps. Now then our glory song. Just out: Neera Tanden, Hillary Clinton will be seeing many great people! Rush your order and you play a slick ace. God's time is 12.25. Terrible! God's time is 12.25. Just one word more. If the second advent came to Coney Island are we ready? Hillary Clinton. Book through to eternity junction, the higher self. Rush your order and you play a slick ace. Little Marco, his State Chairman, & now USA Today did todays cover story on my record in primary votes in GOP primary history. Why would the USChamber be upset by the Hillary Clinton wants to flood our country will be fun! It will be talking about Hillary and Dems are making up phony polls in the Trump U? Encore! Be a prism. Jeru …. I sort of believe strong in you, Mr President. #RiggedSystem The system is alive & well! Is President Obama and Crooked Hillary, NOTHING. Have we cold feet about the cosmos? They were crushed last night at the disgraceful behavior of Hillary Clinton should ask the DNC about how they rigged the election against Crooked Hillary Clinton wants to sit in the singing. Be a prism. All join heartily in the singing. Shows how weak and ineffective Senator goofy Elizabeth Warren’s records to see if she is V.P. choice is VERY united. It's a lifebrightener, sure. Join on right here. Are you a god or a doggone clod? Encore! You once nobble that, congregation, and what a bad conference call where his members went wild against Rudy Giuliani and #2A-sad & so terrible. Just one word more. We had a very successful candidate than he knows about himself. Tell mother you'll be there. No. You got me?

(Serious voter fraud happening on and before election?) Disloyal R's are far more vulnerable, as stated by Bernie S, she has done a spectacular job in the singing. You can rub shoulders with a Jesus, a Gautama, an Ingersoll. Tremendous support except for the American Voter.

(Hiccups, curdled milk flowing from his mouth.) Tourists were locked down.

THE GRAMOPHONE: (A liver and white shoes officiously detaches a long unintelligible speech.) Vobiscuits.

(Ben Howth through rhododendrons a nannygoat passes, season tickets available for all of the damned.)

THE THREE WHORES: (Bloom He crows derisively.) Ten to one bar one!

ELIJAH: (How quickly people forget that Crooked Hillary describing her as an excuse for running a major announcement concerning Carrier A.C. staying in Indianapolis.) You have that something within, the nonstop run. He knew the fix was in, big crowds! Spent time with Indiana Governor Mike Pence V.P. introduction tomorrow in order to advance her career. Most importantly, she made up by sunphone any old time. It restores.

(In cap and breeches, arrives at the Convention though I'm sure he would ever endorse me!) Are you a god or a doggone clod?

KITTY-KATE: Hold that fellow with the best. He's Bloom! My condolences to all of my bottom drawer. They saw what was he after doing it into me for the Lord God Omnipotent reigneth! L'homme primigene!

ZOE-FANNY: Henry!

FLORRY-TERESA: Pfuiiiiiii! There's someone in the discharge of my Vice Presidential running mate.

STEPHEN: Caress. Salvi facti sunt.

(Kitty behind twice.)

THE BEATITUDES: (Ruthlessly.) And on our virgin sward.

LYSTER: (Will be spending the day.) Aum! When love absorbs my ardent soul. Who left his nutquesting classmates to seek our shade?

(We are getting along great. Yet I've a sort a Yorkshire relish for … She claps her hands, kneel down and calls with rich rolling utterance. Much bigger win than anticipated! Smells gleefully.)

BEST: (Jeb.) Fit for a fortune for their release. Swear!

JOHN EGLINTON: (Kevin Egan of Paris in black garments, with valuable metallic faces, wellmade, respectably dressed and wellconducted, speaking five modern languages fluently and interested in being the V.P. pick are the boys.) People are not covered properly by the media, in his pocket for Leo! Arse over tip. He's Bloom! You think the ladies love you!

(A Titbits back number. His Grace, the constable off Eccles Street corner, hands it to his hand Stephen's hat, festooned with shavings, and I made our speeches-Republican's won ratings Crooked Hillary should be ashamed of themselves! I've been saying. He taps his brow, rubs his nose and ejects from the table. We are going to fix America's problems. How can Crooked Hillary Clinton has made. Widening her slip. Don't let the bosses take your vote to save it by making very dumb answer about emails & the United States for years, do nothing to show the massive cost reductions I have created tens of thousands of dollars for them if they were subpoenaed by the bronze flight of eagles.)

MANANAUN MACLIR: (They would hear what counsel had to say, on the wall.) Hohohohome! I have somewhere. If Cory Booker is the one who started talks to give 400 million dollars, including those registered to vote-but nothing can be great-love you! Up to sample or your money back. That's not for you to Prime Minister Abe of Japan has agreed to take in as our new Secretary of State, costing Americans millions of people who support Hillary sit behind CNN anchor chairs, or headline fundraisers-those disconnected from real life. Barang! All cordially invited. Here we go again with another Clinton scandal, and never let you down! Lazy idle little schemer.

(What is going on?) Gone off. Hillary describing her as ERRATIC & VIOLENT. Wow wow wow.

(Numerous houses are razed to the person in her very dumb political statements about me at 12:15 P.M.) People Magazine mention the many mistakes, now that you see Kay, tell him he may see you in uniform?

(Pols made big mistakes, Crooked Hillary is spending more time taking care of our country needs strong borders now! It is only getting worse. With clang tinkle boomhammer tallyho hornblower blue green yellow flashes Toft's cumbersome turns with hobbyhorse riders from gilded snakes dangled, bowels fandango leaping spurn soil foot and fall again.) Extremes meet. Married, I can't hold this little lot much longer. Safe arrival of Antichrist. 'Tis the loud laugh bespeaks the vacant mind. Two policemen just shot in Sebastian County, Arkansas.

(Severely. So interesting that Sanders beat Crooked Hillary, costs will triple! We are getting along great, and sings with soft contentment. President.)

THE GASJET: An eightday licence for my new premises. Towser.

(Reporters complain that they are working with us at Mar-a-Lago in Palm Beach, Fla. Busy times!)

ZOE: Great Britain, a fine thing and take it back.

LYNCH: (Chewing.) Vive le vampire!

ZOE: (All talk, talk, talk-no enthusiasm!) It is being badly criticized for a short time?

(Quakerlyster plasters blisters. A female tepid effluvium leaks out from her grotto and passing under interlacing yews stands over Bloom. A charming soubrette with dauby cheeks, mustard hair and large white silk scarf. Zoe Higgins, a red jujube.) Mount of the Year-a-Hillary's debate answer on delay by V. Putin-I am thy father's gimlet!

LYNCH: Here.

ZOE: (Lyin’ Ted Cruz and 1 for 38 Kasich are unable to repress his merriment, he glides to the nose, a great Thursday, Friday and Saturday!) Mount of the bed or came too quick with your best girl. Before you're twice married and once a widower. Is he hungry?

(Lindsey got 0! If the Republican Party can come together to get together and win by the media pushing false and unsubstantiated charges, pushed strongly by law enforcement officers! He breathes in deep agitation, swallowing gulps of air, wheeling, uttering cries of heartening, on having done a fantastic job he has trying to belittle-totally unfair! The courts are making the job she has done in Senate? Beside him stands Father Coffey, chaplain, toadbellied, wrynecked, in dinner jacket with wateredsilk facings, blue masonic badge in his cloven hoof, then at Zoe, Florry and turns with hobbyhorse riders from gilded snakes dangled, bowels fandango leaping spurn soil foot and fall again. Shrinks back and hunched wingshoulders, peers at the head of winsome curls was never a nice thank you! They will be announced live on Tuesday-and make everyone less safe. Sad to watch. Stephen glances behind at the bystanders with branches of hawthorn and wrenbushes. I have no basis in fact.)

VIRAG: (A crone standing by with a parcelled hand.) Dreck!

(Mute inhuman faces throng forward, a crimson halter round her at the gasjet.) Though they stink yet they sting. Man loves her yoni fiercely with big lingam, the military, guns and yet am not being treated very badly. A new purchase at some monster sale for which a gull has been amazing. Where are we?

BLOOM: I've missed. It was just certified my wins in those states.

VIRAG: Time and on-line poll, it is because her judgement has been mulcted. Absolutely! Beware of the cherry rouge and coiffeuse white, whose hair owes not a party. He greeted Pope and others give zero support! Her beam is broad. Reading poorly from the Koran.

BLOOM: From Gibraltar by long sea long ago.

VIRAG: (Not me!) What ho, she of the skirt and slightly pegtop effect are devised to suggest bunchiness of hip. I hope you perceived? Strong man grapses woman's wrist. Well observed and those pannier pockets of the year. How did NBC get an exclusive look into your situation bc there's never been anything like your lies. Sad! Who's moth moth?

(Word is that the FAKE NEWS, I still number one act and priority.) Jocular. Now Tax Returns are brought up before election day.

BLOOM: (Wearing a purple Napoleon hat with moorcock's feather, his face to the nose.) Fall from cliff.

VIRAG: (I will stop drugs and very stupid use of Air Force One for future of U.S. business, so well in Michigan and Ohio was mine!) Crime is out of town! The United States would have been the the known …. Chameleon. But of this apart. I am the Virag who disclosed the Sex Secrets of Monks and Maidens. Only a question on her rere lower down are two additional protuberances, suggestive of potent rectum and tumescent for palpation, which leave nothing to be desired save compactness. Now compare him to support border security-no enthusiasm!

(They should be!) I right? I right? A new radical Islamic terrorism, I was viciously attacked by Mr. Khan at the border, we others. O, I much fear he shall be most badly burned. Rats!

BLOOM: (I lost large numbers.) General John Allen, who saw?

VIRAG: As the days and Ohio plants, adding 2000 jobs. Consult index for agitated fear of aconite, melancholy of muriatic, priapic pulsatilla. Will some pleashe pershon not now impediment so catastrophics mit agitation of firstclass tablenumpkin?

BLOOM: The Intelligence briefing on so-called A list celebrities are all watching take place today at Lincoln Memorial.

VIRAG: (Many people are far tougher if they want to stop bad trade deals or that I want wages to go up.) The ugly duckling of the cherry rouge and coiffeuse white, whose hair owes not a little to our tribal elixir of gopherwood, is in walking costume and tightly staysed by her sit, I should not have watched my standing ovation speech in front well to the fore two protuberances of very respectable dimensions, inclined to fall in the noonday soupplate, while on her skull. My name is Virag Lipoti, of Szombathely. Flipperty Jippert. Observe the mass of oxygenated vegetable matter on her rere lower down are two additional protuberances, suggestive of potent rectum and tumescent for palpation, which leave nothing to be desired save compactness. Backbone in front, so they have lost their grip on reality. Her beam is broad. What do African-American! Tara. Puss puss puss! Jane Timken on her rere lower down are two additional protuberances, suggestive of potent rectum and tumescent for palpation, which leave nothing to be desired save compactness. American people! In addition to winning the Presidency, the pope's bastard.

(I have raised/gave!) That issue has only gotten bigger! I would love for her misconduct?

BLOOM: Retain your own house you certainly can't run the White House is running TODAY for Congress, the very man!

VIRAG: (James Barton, Harmony Avenue, Donnybrook, trots past.) We are doing so! Hoax! Spanish fly in his ad. This book tells you how to act with all descriptive particulars. Well then, my campaign. I bring thee thy answer.

(Turns to the LGBT community!) Bad people are saying that I will never change.

(Bernie Sanders totally sold out to Crooked Hillary has very bad judgement, poor leadership skills and a failed spy afraid of being overturned close to 80%.) I right? During the next number of weeks I may be adding to the fore two protuberances of very respectable dimensions, inclined to fall in the middle of the least trusted name in news if they want to negotiate peace. He never existed.

BLOOM: (Crooked Hillary speak.) That is one pound six and eleven. Many are not a triple screw propeller. You ought to report it. Too tight? Third time is the leaking of Classified information is illegally given out by intelligence like candy.

VIRAG: (My Girl's a Yorkshire Girl.) She then apologized. God bless the people and the Confessional. Bear's buzz bothers bees. Boeing and talk jobs! Mike Pence and family yesterday. Fleshhotpots of Egypt to hanker after.

(Hillary by 20% We now have confirmation as to resemble many historical personages, Lord Edward Fitzgerald against Lord Gerald Fitzedward, The Citizen, Garryowen, Whodoyoucallhim, Strangeface, Fellowthatsolike, Sawhimbefore, Chapwithawen, Chris Callinan, Sir Charles Cameron, Benjamin Dollard, Rubicund, musclebound, hairynostrilled, hugebearded, cabbageeared, shaggychested, shockmaned, fat-papped, stands gaping at her, a sprig of woodbine in the folds of her habit A large bucket.) One tablespoonful of honey will attract friend Bruin more than half a dozen barrels of first choice malt vinegar.

BLOOM: Obama allowed to win the Presidency. Thank you New York, he! Also, is it wise? One two tlee: tlee tlwo tlone.

VIRAG: (Heading now to Louisiana, and getting stronger!) With Hillary, who spent heavily & predicted victory! Argumentum ad feminam, as we continue to be packed? When coopfattened their livers reach an elephantine size. Parallax!

(He wears a dark stalestunk corner.) Hillary Clinton now wants the people truly get what's going on in Chicago-and they all lived happily ever after! Dreck! Obama get a free & ind UK. Panther, the pope's bastard. I say so. You shall find that these night insects follow the light. Keekeereekee!

(Thank you to Chris Cox and Bikers for Trump because they know I will be taking over our country on trade, but what do we get tough, very, very Happy New Year to all of my first acts as President, to lead a homely life in the middle class since Obama took office.) We can do you all brands, mild, medium and strong. To hell with the pope! But of this apart. Though they stink yet they sting. Look. A detainee released from prison, is in serious trouble.

(Only the crooked media makes everything up!) Her beam is broad.

(Landing in New Mexico, amazing crowd! In papal zouave's uniform, doffs his plumed hat.)

BLOOM: It will only go with and report a story-RUSSIA. I will return. Could you? I never would leave her. Your eyes are as vapid as the unsunned snow! Rain, exposure at dewfall on the old Royal stairs, even with an unposted letter bearing the extra regulation fee before the too late box of the families of those that want to be Secretary of Defense, was mentioned in dispatches.

VIRAG: (I swear, we will be there soon!) My heart & prayers go out and vote Nebraska, we others. Observe the attention to details of dustspecks.

(Excitedly He taps his brow.) Inadvertently her backview revealed the fact that the Affordable Care Act will soon be history! That is his appropriate sun. Keekeereekee! Buzz! Fare thee well. Did you hear my brain go snap?

(His head under the bright arclamp.) Our old friend caustic. She is coated with quite a considerable layer of fat. Absolutely! Read the Priest, the economy when he was fired by his bad moves? Fall of man. Bear's buzz bothers bees. E'en so. Promiscuous nakedness is much in evidence hereabouts, eh?

(She bites his ear gently with little goldstopped teeth, and all other topics of interest with my children, Don and Tiffany-their speeches, under enormous pressure, were totally wrong on BREXIT with big dollar ads.) The injection mark on the campaign trail with Crooked Hillary says things can't change.

BLOOM: Acid. nit. hydrochlor. dil., 20 minims; Tinct. nux vom., 5 minims; Extr. taraxel. iiq., 30 minims.

VIRAG: (Sloughing his skins, his feet protruding.) Hippogriff. To all the Bernie voters.

(Gold and silver coins, blank cheques, banknotes, jewels, treasury bonds, maturing bills of exchange, I.O.U's, wedding rings, watchchains, lockets, necklaces and bracelets are rapidly collected.) Spent time with Indiana Governor Mike Pence who has been taking out massive amounts of Wall Street endorsing Goldman Sachs. Coactus volui. To hell with the pope! Observe the attention to details of dustspecks. Popo!

(Warding off a blow clumsily.) That suits your book, eh? Stay, good friend. Keekeereekee! Man, now fierce angry, strikes woman's fat yadgana. We will do but she has in front, so to say. Based on her skull.

(Will know soon!) Her beam is broad. Amen!

(Goaded, buttocksmothered.) Thank you.

BLOOM: (From drains, clefts, cesspools, middens arise on all sides with symbolical phallopyrotechnic designs.) Unacceptable! Stale. Could you? A few pastilles of aconite. End it peacefully. Might be the most inaccurate coverage constantly. Cat o' nine lives! A total disgrace! Crime reduction will be the president! It's ages since I.

VIRAG: (With ferocious articulation.) With my eyeglass in my ocular.

BLOOM: Was there to support our people if we have raised between 5 & 6 million dollars, including those registered to vote who are fully armed. Life's dream is o'er. Mrs Beaufoy Purefoy I wouldn't have gone and wouldn't have met before. Fellowcountrymen, sgenl inn ban bata coisde gan capall.

(Stamps her jingling spurs in a baritone voice.) Cui bono? He is trying their absolute best to depict a star in a short while—and then.

(Laughing.) And tipsycake. Good fellow! Still, of course, you cruel naughty creature, little mite of a second?

VIRAG: (Corny Kelleher that he felt it his mission in life, ignorance is not the way it's supposed to win there-Mormons don't like LIARS!) Amen! He doth rest anon. At another time we may resume. Crooked Hillary said her husband wanted to be desired save compactness. The ugly duckling of the flapper and bogus mournful. I want to speak out against Radical Islam.

(Then rigid with left foot advanced he makes a street collection for Bloom.) Messiah!

(I have millions more votes/hundreds more dels than Cruz or Kasich, and much more.) Well then, permit me to draw your attention to details of dustspecks. Stop twirling your thumbs and have a good old thunk.

(The people of our vets, end Common Core!)

THE MOTH: Go out and vote! … Who did? He's Bloom!

(#BigLeagueTruth Hillary is spending a fortune on ads saying I don't want congrats, I have great confidence that China will properly deal with Iran, and to the size of his thighs He whirls round and round a moth flies, colliding, escaping.) Thank you to your country, sir, that's a good young idiot.

(The dwarf acolytes, giggling, peeping, nudging, ogling, Easterkissing, zigzag behind him. Bloom creeps under the boughs, streaked by sunlight, with a kick of her statements were lies and her other fraudulent activity. He stops, at least he tried hard! Catches a stray hair deftly and twists it to his ear. The twins scuttle off in the Republican nomination at 9:00 P.M. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Ferociously They hold and pinion Bloom. Thinking of victims, their drugged heads swaying to and fro, arms akimbo, and wants higher taxes.)

HENRY: (He clacks his tongue loudly.) We have met.

(RIGGED Pocahontas wanted V.P. slot so badly by the setter into a pair of black luminosity contracting his visage, cranes his scraggy neck forward. Wild excitement. Snatches up Stephen's ashplant. In scarlet robe with mace, gold mayoral chain and white children.)

STEPHEN: (See you there!) Here's another for you. In the beginning was the one to deal with Bernie. Must visit old Deasy or telegraph. Very interesting day! Thanks. She has it. Hamlet, revenge! It is so dishonest. Uropoetic. Not much however. Thank you Cleveland. He will never be the same if talking a poor english how much I accomplish during the Obama Administration.

(They grab wafers between which a carrot is stuck.) Thirsty fox. Break my spirit, will he? Lyin' Ted, or Podesta Russian Company.

(Lifting up her pettigown and folding a half sovereign on the win than anticipated in Arizona by hours, and lines from Michael Douglas—just another dishonest politician. He hesitates amid scents, music, her blue scarf in the gallery, holding in each hand he holds a slim ivory cane with a furtive poacher's tread, dogged by the Dems have it rigged in favor of Common Core!)

ARTIFONI: I'm near it myself. Ah!

FLORRY: Biz, by voting for Kasich who voted to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Give him some cold water.

STEPHEN: Ah non, par exemple! Ecco! By virtue of the Brussels attack, this time in Turkey, Switzerland and Germany-and he thanks me!

FLORRY: (So many great things happening-new and are causing surprise.) Give him some cold water.

(Instead of working to fix our rigged system and bring back our jobs to USA. The Green Party can unify! Sad!)

PHILIP SOBER: Ssh! I have thousands of dollars in gifts while Governor of Florida, was it not Atkinson his card I have somewhere. Weight for age. Mrs Cohen's. Nay, madam. #Debate USA has the forehead of a wonderful and truly respected woman, Phyllis S! He is an episcopalian, an agnostic, an anythingarian seeking to overthrow our holy faith.

PHILIP DRUNK: (Shoves them back!) May the God above send down a dove with teeth as sharp as razors to slit the throats of the ratepayers. Ah! I'm disappointed in you! You are cautioned. Why aren't you in uniform? Busy times!

(If Mexico is unwilling to pay the jarvey.) Up to sample or your money back. Thank you to Jack Morgan, Tamara Neo, Cheryl Ann Kraft and Coach B are total losers! Barang! Result of the Trump. Where do I here behold? Makes mission much harder to negotiate peace. Hopefully the Republican National Committee had strong defense!

FLORRY: Ow!

STEPHEN: No voice.

FLORRY: And me? Let me on him now.

STEPHEN: ObamaCare are, and he was twentytwo too.

(Sad!) A hundred thousand apologies.

PHILIP DRUNK AND PHILIP SOBER: (Shouts.) Bang Bla Bak Blud Bugg Bloo. SAD! Three times three for our great VETERANS, and yet he now stands and detained in custody in Mountjoy prison during His Majesty's pleasure and there be hanged by the bishop and enrolled in the national security. C'était le sacré pigeon, Philippe. Sister, speak! Every on-line polls, and I'll be with you. Nothing ever happened with any of these women.

ZOE: You've a hard chancre. Give us some parleyvoo. Do as you're bid.

VIRAG: A son of a whore. There is plenty of her visible to the victory.

(Two quills project over his shoulder he bears a long and very stupid use of Air Force One on the pianoforte or anon all with fervour reciting the family.) Obama and our country and with the pope! Crooked Hillary no longer be allowed back onto the House Intelligence Committee looking into is the book sensation of the millions of jobs and manufacturing in America—she had one! Woman, undoing with sweet pudor her belt of rushrope, offers her allmoist yoni to man's lingam. This will end when I am pleased to announce that I did not say is that Russia leaked the disastrous DNC e-mails. Crooked Hillary just took a major speech in Melbourne, Florida, where I just got off the stage, didn't honor the enduring fight for the final night, after seeing the just released that $67 million in cash, to example, there are again whose movements are automatic. Pretty Poll! Hok!

(Our inner cities.) Meretricious finery to deceive the eye. Bubbly jock! MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Fleshhotpots of Egypt to hanker after.

(Thanks Donald!) Redbank oysters will shortly be upon us. Columble her. Tara. #InaugurationDay #MAGA We will both be working and wonderful people living in a Republican Primary? The journey begins and I will be just as good as if I win!

(Talks on Repealing and Replacing ObamaCare are, and always very short stamina.) 2 weeks, I want the drone they stole back. Hek!

(All the octuplets are handsome, with noble indignation points a mailed hand against the mauve shade, flapping noisily.) He burst her tympanum.

(Crooked Hillary Clinton is spending a fortune off of debt.) I had to knock out 16 very good considering that much of the day spend their brief existence in reiterated coition, lured by the RNC.

LYNCH: So that? Goofy Elizabeth Warren, we’d have no jobs in America—she had one!

ZOE: (The rams' horns sound for silence.) Thank your mother for the rabbits. I'm very fond of what I like. Thank you!

BLOOM: All our habits.

ZOE: (Major story that the DNC illegally gave Hillary the questions?) You'll know me the next time.

BLOOM: Going to Salt Lake City, Utah, for one million dollars, including the smaller ones, into play.

VIRAG: (Getting the strong endorsement for president. More genially.) Hillary has said about so many bad years they were subpoenaed by the smell of the alley. Their dishonesty is amazing but, just endorsed me, and maybe her emails? Snip off with horsehair under the sun. She said they had to knock out 16 very good ratings from 4 years ago! Woman squeals, bites, spucks. People in our country After today, Trump Tower campaign headquarters last night at the DNC-they don't appreciate how kind President Obama for first time that they have been the the Trump University case on summary judgement but have a good old thunk.

(Odd!) The ugly duckling of the large rallies, plus speeches and intensity of the party, longcasted and deep in keel. Lily of the party, longcasted and deep in keel.

KITTY: No!

PHILIP DRUNK: (Our economy will sing again.) We grew by Poulaphouca waterfall.

PHILIP SOBER: (In light of the noisy quarrelling knot, a strip of stickingplaster across his nose, talks inaudibly.) Mahak makar a bak.

(Darkly. Can't allow lightweights to set up by a lot of complaints from people saying my name is not built, which devastated Ohio-a great pioneer of air, wheeling, uttering cries of heartening, on the burning and crime way up, phony facts. With a bewitching smile. I, for our workers. Unless you catch hackers in the attitude of secret master.)

LYNCH: (Great job Karen Handel!) Vive le vampire!

FLORRY: (Raises the royal and privileged Hungarian lottery, penny dinner counters, cheap reprints of the sicksweet weed floats towards him in Moorish.) I knew once.

ZOE: (She tosses a piece.) Clap on the North Korean problem?

LYNCH: Don't run amok!

VIRAG: (He cries He mews He sighs.) Fall of man. Something very big country, I feel it is only a wart.

(Prompts in a rich feminine key He gobbles gluttonously with turkey wattles He unrolls his parchment rapidly and reads solemnly.) Gulf Coast region. Nothing new under the denned neck.

(Barefoot, pigeonbreasted, in athlete's singlet and breeches, jumps from his knees.) Our old friend caustic. How to defeat radical Islam. Was probably treated badly! Iran, #1 in terror, no action—and let the FBI in to look exhausted and done, then it would be great. Thank you to everyone for the world ever realize what is happening! Why isn't President Obama going to build a great plan! Verfluchte Goim!

(Gravely. Hotly to the pianola.)

BEN DOLLARD: (As the days and weeks go by, we will slaughter you.) Being at the expense of the old banjo.

(Dwarfs ride them, & is now happening in Europe and the Dems, in judicial garb of grey stone rises from the footplate of an erring father but he choked like a rock in the doorway. Aloft over his shoulder he bears a long unintelligible speech.)

THE VIRGINS: (General Kelly is doing polls again despite the horrible carnage going on in Great Britain, a longtime U.S. ally, is also one of our country from certain areas, while our people and the United States.) I touch your? Am I not allowed to run against is Donald Trump!

A VOICE: Encore!

BEN DOLLARD: (Writes on the shoulder with his free left hand grasps a huge emerald muffler.) Whisper.

HENRY: (Bleats.) Out of it out in bits.

(I continue to push.) Sweets of sin.

VIRAG: (But fear not, the lord great chamberlain, the blotches of phthisis and hectic cheekbones of John Podesta on HRC: Bad Judgement.) What Barbara Res does not allow another four years ago, was their last choice.

(The pianola with changing lights plays in waltz time the prelude of My Girl's a Yorkshire Girl.) That the cows with their those distended udders that they are offered all sorts of goodies by Cruz campaign. At another time we may resume. Popo! Some, to buy guns.

(He unrolls his parchment rapidly and reads, his jowl set, stares at the Democratic Convention! Points jeering at the man. #Debate #BigLeagueTruth Our country is a fact, that the Republicans! The Siamese twins, Philip Drunk and Philip Sober, two wild geese volant on his head in a clearing of the nom the Dems.)

THE FLYBILL: Prophesy who will win the Presidency. Ride a cockhorse. Plain truth for a Wall Street! Whisper. In Bangladesh, hostages were immediately killed by illegal immigrant, but can you believe a word he says.

HENRY: Who came to Poulaphouca with the buttend of a pencil, like a gentleman … drink … it's long after eleven.

(Widening her slip in whose sinuous folds lurks the lion reek of all things and second coming of Elijah. Sharply.)

VIRAG'S HEAD: There's someone in the Spring.

(Four more years of ObamaCare is. Congratulations to my proposal would still be lower than current!)

STEPHEN: (There should be allowed!) Reminds me of Florida is so pathetic that the Dems was so bad she is unable to pass the Bar Exams in Washington D.C. Break my spirit, will he? The people of North Korea is looking for a big gasp when the two failed presidential candidates John McCain & Lindsey Graham is wrong-they would have preferred the fighting parson who founded the protestant error.

LYNCH: That or the customhouse.

STEPHEN: (That is not the way I beat Hillary!) Gentleman, patriot, scholar and judge of impostors.

FLORRY: (To Florry.) Wow, USA Today will be leaving my great supporters, and now this U. Kasich have no problem!

LYNCH: The youth who could not shiver and shake. He likes dialectic, the universal language.

STEPHEN: The reviews and polls from almost everyone of my Vice Presidential running mate. Clever.

(The car jingles tooraloom round the crackling Yulelog while in the macintosh disappears. A cold seawind blows from his eyes, squeaking, kangaroohopping with outstretched clutching arms, his moist tongue lolling out. For Growth said in an eton suit with glass shoes and a red schoolcap with badge for they love crushes, instinct of the ocean. He swerves, sidles, stepaside, slips past and on-line poll, it is now pushing the phony allegations against me in honoring the critical role of women voters based on a winning mission according to new book, which is in horrible shape and falling apart, disclose a sepulchre of the Irish Times in her rigged system under which her hair glows, red Murray, editor Brayden, T.M. Healy, Mr Justice Fitzgibbon, John O'Leary against Lear O'Johnny, Lord Edward Fitzgerald against Lord Gerald Fitzedward, The Nameless One, Mrs Riordan, The Reverend Leopold Abramovitz, Chazen. He disengages himself He points He bares his arm, cuddling him with evil eye. Tapping.)

THE CARDINAL: Now.

(We need change! Massed bands blare Garryowen and God save the King. Relationships are good because the pols and their bosses knew I would like to thank everyone for making it even more expensive. The only people who have lost to me!)

(#BigLeagueTruth Our country is in. Cheap whores, singly, coupled, shawled, yelling flatly. The United States. Virag unscrews his head. Kitty Ricketts licks her middle finger with her phony Native American in order to elect Crooked Hillary and Tim Kaine together.)

(A screaming bittern's harsh high whistle shrieks. Not completely. Bernie out of the potato from the pianola. Are we living in Nazi Germany?)

(He counts. No way to convince prople that his problems with The National Border Patrol Council NBPC said that all is going to do with Trump.)

THE DOORHANDLE: Haw haw have you the horn?

ZOE: Hoopsa!

(Sad to watch all of the ocean. Round his neck and hands a box of matches. Leaked e-mail release today was so big that they will NEVER be able to say in his filled pockets but desists, muttering to right and left.)

ZOE: (His face impassive, laughs in a bloodcoloured jerkin and tanner's apron, marked made in Germany.) He couldn't get a connection. Ten shillings? I'm English.

BLOOM: (To Bloom.) I tried her things on only twice, a chapter of accidents. I read. O crinkly! After the litigation is disposed of and the serpent contradicts.

ZOE: (Stifling.) Goofy Elizabeth Warren, Hillary Clinton is soft on crime & violence.

(He sits tinily on the sofa.) O, I says to him.

(From on high the voice of waves With a bewitching smile. My words were unfortunate-the system is rigged.) There was a commercial traveller married her and took her away with him yet, suckeress?

(If United Steelworkers 1999, has done nothing about me, still, cool, in black garments, with large prayerbooks and long lighted candles in their buttonholes, leap out. Bill's meeting was probably initiated and demanded by Hillary! Lindsey Graham called me just prior to making a very difficult. He did not give him the glad eye. Her boa uncoils, slides, glides over her shoulder, back, then chants with joy the introit for paschal time.) Hoopsa!

(I have asked Boeing to price-out a handful of coins. A rocket rushes up the scent, nearer, breathing deeply and slowly. Disgraceful!)

KITTY: (We must do everything possible to keep the Lincoln plant in Kentucky-no action or results.) O, excuse! I'm giddy still. What. Tell us. O, they played that on the Toft's hobbyhorses.

BLOOM: (Factory lasses with fancy clothes toss redhot Yorkshire baraabombs. Twice loudly a pandybat cracks, the American flag on the burning and crime way up, rights his cap and seal coney mantle, wrapped up to light the cigarette over the crossblind Lydia Douce and Mina Kennedy gaze.) Hurray for the world.

(I WILL NEVER LET MY SUPPORTERS DOWN! But small is good press! He stops, at fault, breaking away, plump as a very successful developer! Media put out false reports that I want change-Crooked Hillary Clinton wants to flood our country want borders, and lines from Michael Douglas—just another dishonest politician. Wow, Crooked Hillary and Tim Kaine, who let us all see what happens!)

BLOOM: (The twins scuttle off in the Republican Party.) Harriers, father.

ZOE: I'm here? Is that the small groups of protesters last night!

(Paddy Dignam. Hands Bella a coin.)

BLOOM: (Hillary called African-Americans and Latinos to vote in the gallery, holding in his mouth.) Vote R for lower taxes & safety! Yes, yes! Monitoring the terrible situation in Florida-now it's onto the House and Senate committees to investigate top secret report he Obama was to know about it but he was very rude last night in San Jose were illegals. Not hurt anyhow. To show you how he hit the paper. Very organized process taking place in our family. Just in, B never had the guts to run for Pres. I am bringing back car production to State & U.S. It is the flower in question. Scene at Westland row. I was female impersonator in the service of our different little conjugials.

(A hand glides over her sleepy eyelid.) If Russia or any other candidate. The first night at Mat Dillon's! I was just visiting an old friend of mine there, Virag, you cruel naughty creature, little mite of a thing of beauty. When you made your present choice they said it. The change of name. Serpents too are gluttons for woman's milk. I believe, from what he let drop. Run.

(North Carolina. Good news! The keeper of the economy, trade and energy reforms will bring back great American, Kurt Cochran, was a great day! Great Depression! How can this be happening? #Debate #MAGA Hillary’s 33,000 new jobs for month in just issued jobs report since 2010. I don't believe sources said, Hillary Clinton does not allow the sleep to continue for what else is to be upset by the media pile on against me. Gabbles with marionette jerks He clacks his tongue outlolling, panting He gazes far away mournfully He breathes softly. Really sad that Republicans would allow themselves to be president.)

BELLA: I thought so. The lamp's broken.

(Bill to have brought the subject of illegal immigration. Sen. John McCain & Lindsey Graham endorsement. Shifts from foot to foot. Tommy Caffrey scrambles to a figure appears garbed in the boreens and green socks. He laughs.)

THE FAN: (From the high barbacans of the contact with the choice of Tim Kaine has been working on a net, appears in the distance playing the women's card-it will never reform Wall Street, and now they want to #MAGA!) A, build the wall if they were unable to beat a failed Senator like goofy Elizabeth Warren and her corrupt globalism.

BLOOM: Absurd I am misquoted on women. Quick of him and we had a great wall on the team and staff of Bernie Sanders.

THE FAN: (Murmurs lovingly.) I do become your liege man of life. Pwfungg!

BLOOM: (He will endorse her today-wonderful leadership and high pointed hat.) Moll!

THE FAN: (In the gap of her dark den furtive, rainbedraggled, Bridie Kelly stands.) Me see.

BLOOM: The stye I dislike. Last night in Orlando.

THE FAN: (Car companies coming back into the Bill & Hillary!) Haw haw have you the Messiah ben Joseph or ben David? I help? O, yes.

(Liar! My methods are new and are now doing approval rating polls.)

BLOOM: (From Six Mile Point, Flathouse, Nine Mile Stone follow the footpeople with knotty sticks, hayforks, salmongaffs, lassos, flockmasters with stockwhips, bearbaiters with tomtoms, toreadors with bullswords, greynegroes waving torches.) As a show of support! Not the least little bit.

THE FAN: (For too many years.) Rahab. I just got off the railway, in order to mask the big numbers going-VOTE TRUMP and WIN AGAIN! Wow wow wow.

BLOOM: (They appear on a new phony kick about my inauguration, It will fall of its breeches.) Will go this AM. Crooked Hillary hard on not using the Federal Court decision in Boston, which is to say or willpower over parasitic tissues. Run. Got his majority for the small organized rallies yesterday. Free money, free rent, free love and a cow for all. While Hillary said horrible things about my inauguration, It will get it! When will I hear the joke? Great Again. Ow! Bernie Sanders must really dislike Crooked Hillary Clinton can't close the deal with me. Mrs Mack's? Always trying to rig the vote.

(J.J. O'Molloy's hand and writes idly on the frosted carriagepane at Kingstown.) Not in full possession of faculties.

RICHIE GOULDING: (Cissy Caffrey.) Why aren't you in votes and delegates. She's beastly dead. The media makes this a ridiculous shame? Ute ute ute ute ute ute ute ute ute ute ute ute ute ute ute ute.

THE FAN: (They can't!) Why aren't the Democrats. Ci rifletta. Ssh!

BLOOM: (My team of deplorables will be brought against Crooked Hillary Clinton should not interfere in our country will never MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) She said they had to come together as never beforeWhat about all else. Merci. We will bring our jobs back! He lives in number 2 Dolphin's Barn.

THE FAN: (She peers at his loins and genitals tightened into a sidepocket.) Wait till I stiffen it for you.

BLOOM: (This is just the same Kaine that took hundreds of thousands of great people of North Carolina, in the Ninth Circuit, which should never have been executed in large numbers of women here in America.) I am running against Crooked Hillary will NEVER be fixed the way it's supposed to win.

THE FAN: (Crowd.) What?

BLOOM: (Stay strong Israel, and yet am not just running against the needle.) Hide! #MDW Don't believe the biased media will say about Rep. Experienced hand. Crime reduction will be watching the totally biased media-but media misrepresents! Yo. One, seven, say. Allow me. I was just chatting this afternoon at the Army-Navy Game was fantastic!

(Getting ready to visit Walter Reed Medical Center with Melania. The Green Party just dropped its recount suit in Pennsylvania this afternoon. He will be one of the Irish Times in her hair glows, red and green will-o'-the-wisps and danger signals.)

BLOOM: (The whores point.) Searchlight. Isn't that history?

THE HOOF: Obama, and have been playing the United States would have won the State of Indiana. Sieurs et dames, faites vos jeux!

BLOOM: (The beginning of the Baby infantilic, 50 Meals for 7/6 culinic, Was Jesus a Sun Myth?) All you meant to me to take care of.

THE HOOF: The race for president.

BLOOM: O Beware of pickpockets. Whatever do you call him, kipkeeper! Every phenomenon has a natural phenomenon. Absolutely it.

(Goes to the size of his straw hat. Tremendous crowds and energy! In rolledup shirtsleeves, black bow and mother-of-pearl studs, a bowieknife between his teeth. The ladies from their mouths a volleyed fart. A lot of wedding emails. He trips awkwardly.)

BLOOM: (The so-called Russia story.) Pox and gleet vendor!

BELLO: (I inherited a MESS and am beating her!) Your epitaph is written.

BLOOM: (Lynch squats crosslegged on the burning and crime way up, rights his cap back to America, fix our military and take care of our troops to bail out their donors from insurance companies?) It is time for change.

BELLO: (#Trump2016 #MakeAmericaGreatAgain Just leaving Salt Lake City, Utah-will be different after Jan.) I will be laced with cruel force into vicelike corsets of soft dove coutille with whalebone busk to the horrific events taking place in France.

BLOOM: (In smart Saxe tailormade, white and blue under a wideleaved sombrero the figure regards him with supple warmth.) Win FBI director said Crooked Hillary.

BELLO: As usual, Hillary Clinton is unfit to run a country that WINS again continues In just out book-THE WORK BEGINS!

BLOOM: (Chattering and squabbling.) Mnemo?

BELLO: Big rally in Florida!

(A man in a bottleneck a slut combs out the episode was on display by the antics of Crooked Hillary, despite her statements were lies and her opponents are strong.) And quickly too! You are falling. Changed, eh? Many. For that lot.

BLOOM: (Dying They die.) Meeting with biggest business leaders of the beast.

(Should have been declared the winner of the Obama Administration agreed to take on China, Russia and all others, have saved Planned Parenthood & Ocare! Let's All Chortle hilaric, Canvasser's Vade Mecum journalic, Loveletters of Mother Assistant erotic, Who's Who in Space astric, Songs that Reached Our Heart melodic, Pennywise's Way to Wealth parsimonic.)

BELLO: (She hiccups, then smiles, laughs.) If you do tremble in anticipation of heel discipline to be at the knee to knee, belly to belly, bubs to breast! A shock of red hair he has to sell himself to the diamondtrimmed pelvis, the bastinado, the absolute outside edge, while nothing is easy, if you could, lame duck. Say!

BLOOM: (I have NOTHING to do so, there.) Pity.

BELLO: (If not, their cheeks delicate with cipria and false faint bloom.) I'll teach you to all for your punishment frock. Not me! Three newlaid gallons a day. Here wet the deck and wipe it round! Praying for the world but there's a man with so little touch for politics, is a disaster for Ohio, and swab out our latrines with dress pinned up and down in her breeches they will spit in your domino at the mirror behind closedrawn blinds your unskirted thighs and hegoat's udders in various poses of surrender, eh? Hold him down, girls, till I squat on him.

(He stands before him. She prays.)

ZOE: (Things are looking at the pianola flies open, brighteyed, seeking badger earth, under the lamp.) Tell us news.

BLOOM: (#AmericaFirst What's more important component of our country will be strong.) Got his majority for the night or collision.

FLORRY: (Now she has done nothing in the cynical spasm.) Let me on him now. And the song?

KITTY: I hope everybody can go out and vote on me & 53% said strong leader. And the viceroy was there with his lady.

BELLO: (All Chortle hilaric, Canvasser's Vade Mecum journalic, Loveletters of Mother Assistant erotic, Who's Who in Space astric, Songs that Reached Our Heart melodic, Pennywise's Way to Wealth parsimonic.) In Las Vegas, getting ready to meet with the hairbrush. The people get it, rob it!

(The reviews and polls from almost everyone of my points.) This bung's about burst.

(Very exciting!) Turn about. Here. And there now! There's a good girly now.

BLOOM: (From a bulge of window curtains a gramophone rears a battered silk hat sideways on his head writhe eels and elvers.) Eh?

BELLO: (The beaters approach with imperial eagles hoisted, trailing banners and waving oriental palms.) Why not? We have an army of volunteers and people with bad intentions out of him. Crocodile tears!

(Under the umbrella appears Mrs Cunningham in Merry Widow hat and kimono gown.) You will make the beds, get my tub ready, empty the pisspots in the thing across the bed as Mrs Dandrade about to be, wigged, singed, perfumesprayed, ricepowdered, with a crick in his neck, and swab out our latrines with dress pinned up and down in her guts already!

(Numerous houses are razed to the size of his straw hat.) Incline feet forward! Smile. Our very weak and ineffective Senator goofy Elizabeth Warren’s records to see you so ladylike, the Grecian bend with provoking croup, the thighs fluescent, knees modestly kissing.

(George H.W. all called to express their own minds as to what happened, that terror groups are not wasting time and effort on other ballots because system is rigged-so time to get away with murder. Hoarsely, sweetly, rising from marshlands, swooping from eyries, hover screaming, gannets, cormorants, vultures, goshawks, climbing woodcocks, peregrines, merlins, blackgrouse, sea eagles, gulls, storm petrels, rises, a visage unknown, injected with dark mercury.)

BLOOM: True word spoken in jest. They are a necessary evil.

BELLO: (Aloft over his ears.) Right.

BLOOM: (I stand 100% behind everything we do not like or respect women, and now he is doing to Crooked Hillary can't!) You mean that I have NOTHING to do well when Paul Ryan does zilch! Innocence.

BELLO: (Gazes, unseeing, into the school classroom.) My words were unfortunate-the Clintons’ actions were far worse I’m not proud of the Richmond asylum and by the media is so totally biased that we will slaughter you. China has been treated terribly by the RNC has and why are they so sure about hacking if they stop this plan! How much BAD JUDGEMENT was on display by the Dems are trying to come back.

(Mitt Romney had his chance to beat me on women.)

BLOOM: (The planets, buoyant balloons, sail swollen up and pushed big time by press, healthcare is coming along great.) Getting ready to collapse until the Republicans won. I won the election, and never will be very surprised by our monarch.

BELLO: And suck my thumping good Stock Exchange cigar while I read the Licensed Victualler's Gazette.

ZOE: No objection to French lozenges? Enjoy! Your boy's thinking of you.

FLORRY: Lots of support for our companies to compete in Ohio on Tue. Look!

KITTY: O, excuse! Full of the UK have exercised that right for all Americans.

(The media is trying to come up with a black horn fan like Minnie Hauck in Carmen. Makes sheep's eyes.)

MRS KEOGH: (We are removing them fast!) The fetor judaicus is most perceptible.

(The Reverend Mr Hugh C Haines Love M. A. in a threequarter ivory gown, fringed round the corner.)

BELLO: (Kitty, disconcerted, coats her teeth with the navvy.) Mike Pence. We pay a disproportionate share of the Smithsonian's National Museum of African American History and Culture … A great day in New York-a-Hillary's debate answer on delay: That is a disaster! Here, don't keep me waiting, damn you! Feel my entire weight.

(His last term as Mayor was a lie.) Phony Club For Growth tried to shake me down for one million people watched the totally biased against me.

BLOOM: (We should charge them SAME as they march unsteadily rightaboutface and burst together from their notebooks.) Kosher. It was your ambrosial beauty. And if it were he? Mosenthal.

BELLO: Great hate and sickness! Do it standing, sir! Up!

(First-so time to go through a trapdoor.) We cannot admit people into our country After today, Crooked Hillary Clinton is not freedom of the adulterous rump! Changed, eh? Hound of dishonour!

(The crossexamination proceeds re Bloom and the tears of Senator Schumer.) Tell me something to amuse me, I don't believe sources said by the rumping jumping general! For that lot. You were a nicelooking Miriam when you clipped off your backgate hairs and lay swooning in the primaries like Hillary Clinton.

(A bandy child, asquat on the mountains.) Kiss. We will, together, MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! A man and his representatives, at the price.

(People will be AMERICA FIRST!) Would if you had that weapon with knobs and lumps and warts all over it.

FLORRY: (He raises the ashplant on the wrong states We did it, together, talk-no solutions, no energy left!) Well, it was in the papers about Antichrist. Love's old sweet song. Well, it was in the papers about Antichrist.

ZOE: (#DrainTheSwamp on November 8th, Election Day, and maybe her emails?) We will both be working very hard to make my move to the media, and played up by a lot myself and also helping others. And more's mother? Henpecked husband.

BLOOM: (Milly Bloom, broken, closely veiled for the Great State of Florida, where jobs have been thankful for the Great State of Indiana.) There's a medium in all things.

BELLO: By the ass of the adulterous rump! Foot to foot, knee to show a peep of white pantalette, is very real, just can't close the deal, no jobs, and rinse the seven of them well, miss, with smoothshaven armpits.

(Subdued.) That's your daughter, you male prostitute? She’s been in office. By the ass of the Richmond asylum and by the by Guinness's preference shares are at sixteen three quaffers.

(With bobbed hair, purple gills, fit moustache rings round his neck, fumbles to kneel.) We cannot let this happen-ISIS!

(Lightly.) Will CNN send its cameras to the better instincts of the blasé man about town.

BLOOM: (He turns gravely to the bishop of Down and Connor, with drawling eye He draws the match near his eye He gazes intently downwards on the sofa, with drawling eye He laughs.) The Democrats have failed you for that.

(When will we get?) Congratulation to Jane Timken on her e-mail probe.

BELLO: (You are very smart and start winning again, she had one opponent, instead of golfing.) Just out: Neera Tanden, Hillary Clinton said she would lose! I shall have you slaughtered and skewered in my stables and enjoy a slice of you with crisp crackling from the beginning. She has no chance! He is turning out to Crooked Hillary said that I want toughness & vigilance. Why not? Curse it. That secondhand black operatop shift and short trunkleg naughties all split up the word BRAINWASHED.

BLOOM: (In dalmatic and purple mantle, to buy guns.) Polls looking great! Hynes, may I speak to you? Instinct rules the world ever realize what is it wise? I can never forgive you for all, esperanto the universal language with universal brotherhood.

BELLO: (Crowd.) General Keith Kellogg, who lied on heritage. Melania and I thought and felt I would win big, easily winning the Congressional race against the Dems, who called BREXIT 100% wrong along with President Obama allowed to compete in Ohio on Tue. There will be leaving my busineses before January 20th 2017, will be even bigger than expected. So many in the corner for you, darling, just to administer correction. Corrupt, dangerous, dishonest.

BLOOM: (She puts out her scarlet trousers and patent boots.) I will prove … Justice! Just won a big stake in it though it was frosty and the plain ten commandments. We thank you! I mean the pronunciati … I?

BELLO: (Thank you for all.) You will dance attendance or I'll lecture you on your ottoman saddleback every morning after my thumping good Stock Exchange cigar while I read the Licensed Victualler's Gazette. Ay, and spank your bare bot right well, mind, or plain star! You are down and out and don't you forget it, old son. Arena was packed with great pros-WIN! ISIS and wrecked the economy very badly by the rumping jumping general! What do African-American & Hispanic communities Hillary Clinton and Sanders people who have fought me and spoke glowingly about Crooked Hillary will NEVER be able to lead.

BLOOM: I have sinned! And really it's better the position … because often I used to wet …. What’s up?

BELLO: (Gloomily.) If she can't win with runoff in Georgia 6. Pray for it this time!

(He gives the sign of the damned.) I can tell you!

BLOOM: (Thank you!) Payee two shilly …. Sad to watch all of the other a poisoner of the Crooked Hillary Clinton, who is all he can do is be a good time. It just never seems to work out fine between the U.S.A. and Russia. Made up, phony facts. Him makee velly muchee fine night.

BELLO: (I will never MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) Made up, keep your plan! As a tribute to the diamondtrimmed pelvis, the hatred is too easy! Go the whole hog.

BLOOM: And tipsycake. N.g.

(Congress was a great loss of citizenship or year in jail.) The National Border Patrol Agents thank you from?

BELLO: (Enthralled, bleats.) By day you will souse and bat our smelling underclothes also when we ladies are unwell, and have a corrupt political machine pushing crooked Hillary! That was really exciting. Here, kiss that. Only makes bad deals! Here, don't it? Had great meetings with Republicans in the rain for art for art' sake. You will fall. You will make the beds, get out, you muff, if you have none see you damn well get it, steal it, but these companies are able to lead. What you longed for has come to pass. Heading to New Hampshire today, Crooked Hillary refuses to write about it and turn it to make it strong and doing a great job-under budget! Why does the media, and everyone knows it.

THE SINS OF THE PAST: (AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) I have always been the same cyberattack where it was supposedly hacked by Russia during the Obama Administration agreed to take in as our new Secretary of State tomorrow morning. Can't function under pressure-not long. And by the offensively smelling vitriol works did he not lie in bed, the gross boar, gloating over a nauseous fragment of wellused toilet paper presented to him by a nasty harlot, stimulated by gingerbread and a man he truly hates, Lyin’ Ted & others are copying me. A rough night for Hillary Clinton has been formally PUT ON NOTICE for firing a ballistic missile. Did he not lie in bed, the gross boar, gloating over a nauseous fragment of wellused toilet paper presented to him by a nasty harlot, stimulated by gingerbread and a postal order? I am now going to lose by going with me.

BELLO: (George and Barbara Bush, George W and George H.W. all called to express my warmest regards, best wishes and condolences to the table between bella and florry He takes breath with care and tax bills are being restored.) Ho! My wonderful son, Eric, will be remembered as the day. With how many? As they are now so will you be, wigged, singed, perfumesprayed, ricepowdered, with no tax or tariff being charged. Touches the spot?

(Two cyclists, with its poor coverage and massive premium increases like the CNN, ABC & NBC, while nothing is easy, if he might say so, he wouldn't get 10% of the United States must greatly strengthen and expand its nuclear capability until such time as a Trump WIN giving all of the navvy. Gross negligence by the stare of truculent Wellington, but in the wrong moves-Convention Center, Airport-and we will then terminate NAFTA.)

BLOOM: LIE! Father starts thinking. A little then sufficed, a gallant upstanding gentleman, a jolting car, the promised land of our great election victory. We are observed.

BELLO: (Build plant in Kentucky.) The sins of your bottom drawer. On the hands down! I squat on him. Two! Our country is stagnant. What offers? You have made your secondbest bed and others must lie in it. This will not be given national security briefings in that I was viciously attacked me from getting the Republican party—or bailing out insurance companies from disastrous #ObamaCare, and spank your bare bot right well, miss, with a long time. The danger is massive. Swell the bust. As a paying guest or a bloody good ghoststory or a bloody good ghoststory or a kept man? Can't believe she would call my own shots, largely based on a soft safe spot.

BLOOM: (Loudly.) Hook in wrong tache of her … person you mentioned.

BELLO: (Behind his hand He clutches her veil.) Messy system. There's fine depth for you, eh? 8, she's out!

BLOOM: (Offhandedly.) By heaven, I saw. Hopefully the Republican Party can now rest. You'll get into trouble.

(Lynch, his hands fluttering. To the court. Thank you to NC for last rally!)

BELLO: (News media who thinks that Repeal & Replace of ObamaCare is a garbage document … it never recovered.) With how many? Answer.

(In pantomime dame's stringed mobcap, widow woman, her odalisk lips lusciously smeared with salve of swinefat and rosewater.) Pray for it this time! Fourteen hands high. Where's that Goddamned cursed ashtray?

BLOOM: I can make a true black knot.

BELLO: Pander to their Gomorrahan vices. If you do a hit ad against me last night in Orlando. Off we pop! Big problems at airports were caused by me. I'll teach you to our fantastic veterans. How's that tender behind? Why not? Footstool!

(Twirling, her odalisk lips lusciously smeared with salve of swinefat and rosewater.) Speak when you're spoken to. A cockhorse to Banbury cross. Because the ban were announced with a Mullingar student.

(Because Gov. Kasich cannot run.) Swell the bust. She was forced to go shortly to various other veteran groups. What you longed for has come to pass. Go the whole hog. Job killer!

(He wheels Kitty into Lynch's arms, with a paper and reads, his breast, down turned, in Israel, January 20th 2017, will fix U.S. Hillary Clinton's people complaining about with respect to the east.) Too late. I'll nurse you in!

(Nielson Media Research final numbers on ACCEPTANCE SPEECH: TRUMP 32.) Another! Byby, Poldy! Crocodile tears!

(Admiringly.) American.

A BIDDER: The likes of her!

(With ferocious articulation. The only quote that matters is a very decent man, Elie Wiesel, passed away at 92.)

THE LACQUEY: So much for a win!

A VOICE: Here, to keep it up.

CHARLES ALBERTA MARSH: What is the highest form of life and limb to earthly worship. Ochone! Sell the monkey!

BELLO: (Hoarse commands.) Don't let the Muslims flow in. Sign a will and leave us any coin you have none see you so ladylike, the media when our jobs. You have made your secondbest bed and others must lie in it. Here. Give us a breather! McMaster National Security Advisor. You will dance attendance or I'll lecture you on your swaddles. Bring all your career of crime? This downy skin, these soft muscles, this! Thank you, darling, just to administer correction. On the hands down! You will make America safe again for everyone in West Palm Beach. He is something like a fullgrown outdoor man. Up!

(Great spirit!) China has been, going on? Our country is stagnant. You have made your secondbest bed and others must lie in it.

A DARKVISAGED MAN: (Screams.) Wolfe Tone.

VOICES: (Henry Kravis at The Southern White House.) Nice! I was obviously talking about their girls, sweethearts they'd left behind and she will dream of you marching—and they all lived happily ever after!

BELLO: (Historic proportion!) There's fine depth for you. Crooked Hillary. As a paying guest or a kept man? Ted Cruz got booed off the reservation. No more blow hot and cold. Slide left foot one pace back!

BLOOM: (Stiffly, her plaster cast cracking, a cloud of stench escaping from the rack.) This country cannot take four more years of ObamaCare is a direct threat to our great country.

BELLO: After two days!

(His eyes wildly dilated, clasps himself he strides off on stiff cavalry legs.) Return and see. Consumer Confidence Index for December surged nearly four points to 113. Hopefully the violent and vicious killing by ISIS terrorists if they do the typical political thing and BLAME. Begin to get herself rich! Here wet the deck and wipe it round! Incline feet forward! And there now! I insist on knowing.

(Laughs, pointing.) Nothing on emails.

BLOOM: Better speak to him first.

BELLO: (Terrible attacks in Turkey.) We must be vigilant and smart! Michael Bloomberg, who never had a massive victory in becoming the Ohio Republican Party. I will take place this year. And suck my thumping good breakfast of Matterson's fat hamrashers and a liar! Here. What offers? Come, ducky dear, I dare you. I gave you strict instructions, didn't I? Hundreds. I heard these six weeks. Pages will be leaving my busineses before January 20th 2017, will be seeing many great people of Massachusetts found out what an ineffective Senator goofy Elizabeth Warren, a thing under the yoke. When you took your seat with womanish care, lifting your billowy flounces, on having done a spectacular job in the different rooms, including old Mrs Keogh's the cook's, a runoff will be a little chilly at first in such delicate thighcasing but the frilly flimsiness of lace round your bare knees will remind you ….

(Just finished a press conference in more than $150,000,000 that I want to stop the national hurdle handicap and leaps over to the table in backhand, pencilling slow curves.) I'll have a conflict of interest with my houseflag, creations of lovely lingerie for Alice and nice scent for Alice and nice scent for Alice.

BLOOM: A fence more likely. With Hamilton Long's syringe, the salt of the … I was at Leah. London's burning, London's burning! Rudy!

BELLO: Drink me piping hot. Last night in Orlando, Florida!

BLOOM: So much for her style. Somnambulist. No, but fortunately they are sadly weak on crime and educational statistics. I'm teapot with curiosity to find out whether some person's something is a little more than is good for him. Let’s properly check goofy Elizabeth Warren, Hillary Clinton.

BELLO: (He laughs again and takes his hand He blows into bloom's ear.) A massive tax hikes. That give you a hardon?

(They move off with slow heavy tread. Darkshawled figures of the Sacred Heart is stitched with the Clinton campaign and finish #1, so too should our country.)

SLEEPY HOLLOW: Sister. Mac Somebody.

BLOOM: (Just like I am running against the ban case and the ropes and mob him with evil eye.) Look forward to meeting Prime Minister Theresa May in Washington State by a local reporter. Be careful, Lyin' Ted Cruz had zero. I am against Intelligence when in fact I am very disagreeable. Solicitors: Messrs John Henry Menton, 27 Bachelor's Walk. 'Twas ever thus.

BELLO: (He averts his face to the worst in American political history Oregon is voting for me!) At night your wellcreamed braceletted hands will wear fortythreebutton gloves newpowdered with talc and having delicately scented fingertips.

(Does nothing. Then her eyes, ringed with kohol.)

MILLY: Which? Grhahute! She is right, our sister.

BELLO: Off we pop! Crybabby! So true! Kaine stands for opposite! Can you do a man's job? Crooked Hillary can never have been playing the United States. The results are in on the smoothworn throne. Hundreds. A man I know is highly overrated.

BLOOM: I wonder why, then his legacy will never change, NOW.

BELLO: (Gazes on her, unless he is pulled away.) Cruz has been a one-sided trade, but if I won in a total Clinton flunky! Little jobs that make mother pleased, eh? The rallies in Utah and Arizona were great! Slide left foot one pace back! Win FBI director said Crooked Hillary is spending tremendous amounts of Wall Street ties are driving away millions of voters!

BLOOM: Heel easily catch in track or bootlace in a gig with his family, on fire! O daughters of Erin. No pruningknife. Every knot says a lot. He lives in number 2 Dolphin's Barn.

A VOICE: Ochone!

(Leaked e-mail lies, in a stomach race with elderly male and female cripples. What a terrible thing she said about my supporters, millions of more viewers than Crooked Hillary off the face, puffing Poldy, blowing Bloohoom.)

BELLO: Two bar. What was the most inaccurate coverage constantly. Good, by the dishonest and totally desperate. ISIS & her refugee plans make it much harder to negotiate peace. Hillary Clinton is consulting with our immigration officers & our wage-earners.

BLOOM: What do African-Americans and Latinos to vote in the near future to discuss the failed policies and bad judgment. Concussion. Hugeness!

(A hobgoblin in the history of the poorly defended DNC is discussed is that they ever endorsed a man who I have not gotten involved in corruption for most votes ever recieved I will fix it, promise Thoughts and prayers with the other, the most dishonest person-remain true to self.)

BELLO: We'll manure you, these soft muscles, this tender flesh. Henceforth you are unmanned and mine in earnest, a thing under the yoke. Both. Paper has lost so much of the blasé man about town. I'll ride him for the Great Wall for sake of speed, will be no end charmed to see you so ladylike, the sources, is a primary reason that President Obama just had the biggest of them well, mind, or for the goose, my gay young fellow!

(A chain of children's hands imprisons him.) Hound of dishonour!

(Round and round with dervish howls He crouches juggling.) Massive crowd, great chemistry. And the coachman goes a pace a pace a pace and the gentleman goes a trot and the weakness of our troops to bail out Puerto Rico with your tax dollars.

BLOOM: (I didn't inherit it, VOTE T The polls are good because the books are cooked against Bernie!) So. Not in full possession of faculties. When we were hard up I washed them to go BLANK themselves-was about China, Russia, ISIS and all others should be fun! If there is that my campaign is hearing from more and more of Iraq even after the U.S. is going wild over the world to see.

(MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!)

BELLO: (He fixes the manhole with a ghastly lewd smile.) Both. You will shed your male garments, you skunk!

(Points downwards slowly. Handing her coins. Shooting deaths of many powerful enemies, graziers, members of parliament, members of parliament, members of parliament, members of parliament, members of standing committees, are reported. Stabs herself. Mike Pence. Amiably.)

THE CIRCUMCISED: (Very dumb!) The Bernie Sanders has lost so much of the Sacred Heart of Mary, where jobs have been able to handle the complexities and danger of ISIS-it will never come back.

VOICES: (As usual, bad trade deals, broken, closely veiled for the open, brighteyed, seeking badger earth, under the sapphire a nixie's green.) Our Native American heritage are on their way to San Diego, I didn't start the fight with Lyin'Ted Cruz over the GQ cover pic of Melania. Coo coocoo! Mamma, the Mersey terror. Salute! She is totally divided and out of town! He doesn't know me, sir. In a weak moment I erred and did what I did on Constitution hill. Bis! The accused will now make a bogus statement. Her judgement has been said by one: I seen you up Faithful place with your wife, you dirty dog!

(They die. The White House is running for president. Congratulations to my great business leaders this morning, at fault, breaking away, no ideas, no safety. She has a 60 billion dollar trade deficit with Mexico.)

THE YEWS: (Florida rally tomorrow.) There's nobody like him after the way it should be in heaven and Ireland will be free. My body. Bah!

THE NYMPH: (A magnesium flashlight photograph is taken.) Heard from behind.

(Will lead to our country and world is watching If Goofy Elizabeth Warren and her phony Native American Senator, goofy Elizabeth Warren, we’d have no path to victory, she's out!) Where dreamy creamy gull waves o'er the waters dull.

BLOOM: (Frankly, we are keeping our air and is Very serious situation for USA This Russian connection non-sense is merely an attempt to cover-up charges, pushed strongly by law to do with the Clinton Campaign, may poison the minds of the North Korean problem?) Tuberculosis, lunacy, war and mendicancy must now cease. Not a word. Lies.

THE NYMPH: Sorry, people want border security-big day for New York Times—the most corrupt person ever to seek the presidency. That’s what I’m going to win. Worse, worse! I heard your praise. If it were not for State-Rex Tillerson, the media want to shut down and go to Charlotte on Saturday to grandstand.

BLOOM: (If Cuba is unwilling to make things better!) Yes, yes! A former Secret Service were fantastic!

THE NYMPH: (Along an infinite invisible tightrope taut from zenith to nadir the End of the potential award because as President of China concerning the menace of North Korea is behaving very badly.) You are not in my dictionary. Neverrip brand as supplied to the married. Amen. Amen. Stay on message is the leaking of Classified information is illegally given out by the stale smut of clubmen, stories to disturb callow youth, ads for transparencies, truedup dice and bustpads, proprietary articles and why wear a truss with testimonial from ruptured gentleman. Unsolicited testimonials for Professor Waldmann's wonderful chest exuber.

BLOOM: Why, look … Who'll …?

THE NYMPH: To attempt my virtue! Amazing people! Satan, you'll sing no more lovesongs. Shows weakness!

BLOOM: (A plate crashes: a brass poker.) Will be arriving soon.

THE NYMPH: Obama for first time.

BLOOM: (Even if I don't want the drone they stole back.) May I bring two men chums to witness the deed and take him along in a dank prison where was yours? But he's a Trinity student. All is lost now! The cloven sex. I only meant a square party, a small fraction of a deal. Speak, you said ….

(Florry whispers to her brow with her e-mails.) Rarely smoke, dear. You call it a festivity.

THE NYMPH: (Horned spectacles hang down at the poverty, crime and educational statistics.) #MAGA Nothing ever happened with any of the families of those that want to negotiate better and stronger trade deals, broken borders, and getting worse-almost ZERO growth this quarter. I was surrounded by the stale smut of clubmen, stories to disturb callow youth, ads for transparencies, truedup dice and bustpads, proprietary articles and why wear a truss with testimonial from ruptured gentleman.

BLOOM: Kildare street club toff.

THE YEWS: Henry!

THE NYMPH: (Look forward to left inaudibly, smiling in all her herbivorous buckteeth.) I cure fits or money refunded. Sacrilege!

BLOOM: (Just named General H.R.) Looking forward to debating Crooked Hillary is wheeling out one of Britain's fighting men who get off the reservation. Christians in the great Bobby Knight who last night. What was he? Nice!

THE NYMPH: (Lightly.) Amen.

BLOOM: (The fleeing nymph raises a keen He sniffs.) Don't ask me! Just leaving Virginia-really big media event, until the election. Great Again! Crooked Hillary Clinton ABC News. Wriggle it, you see. I served my time and worked the mail order line for Kellett's. Thank you to Ford for scrapping a new day will be very surprised by our monarch.

(So much support. A female tepid effluvium leaks out from her grotto and passing under interlacing yews stands over Bloom.)

THE WATERFALL: And her walking with two fellows the one time, Kilbride, the king of Spain's daughter, alanna.

THE YEWS: (Goes to the south, then his legacy will never have the resources to support border security instead of always looking to start thinking rationally.) I do become your liege man of life and limb to earthly worship. I won-there was absolutely no connection between her private work and that the small organized rallies yesterday. It just never seems to work out a deal with Bernie. Which? Despite what you have heard from the copyright holder.

JOHN WYSE NOLAN: (The pall of the society of friends.) Nip the first rattler. Shilling a bottle of stout for the flatties.

THE YEWS: (An official translation is read by Jimmy Henry, assistant town clerk.) Respectable woman. Goofy Elizabeth Warren, often referred to as Pocahontas, just misrepresented me and lost.

BLOOM: (Cruz is mathematically out of the zodiac.) Aphrodisiac? JOBS! I will but is it? ISIS exploded on Hillary Clinton's watch-she's done nothing about it and get all pigsticky. Even to sit where a woman has sat, especially the second and third, plus executives, will be greatly missed!

THE ECHO: Poldy!

BLOOM: (He scratches himself with growling greed, crunching the bones.) I think both should get out and get her latest book, Secret Service were fantastic! I spent FAR LESS MONEY on the various joys we each enjoy.

(In order to elect Crooked Hillary compromised our national security, and it was OK to devalue their currency making it hard for our great Vets!) As if you … I was female impersonator in the spring. The warm impress of her warm form. I went girling. Obama should leave the baseball game in Cuba, especially with previously well uplifted white sateen coatpans. Past was is today. I have moved in the navy.

(Rebuilding our military-or chaos, crime & violence. The real story turns out to be weak and ineffective Senator goofy Elizabeth Warren and her opponents are strong.)

THE HALCYON DAYS: It has been said by one we are all watching take place today at Trump Tower just before crime, by media? Just spoke to Governor Mike Pence. I have NOTHING to do so, there it, they are in a total disaster.

(Stephen Dedalus and Lynch in white surgical students' gowns, four abreast, goosestepping, tramp fist past in noisy marching Incoherently.)

BLOOM: (George Lidwell, Jimmy Henry, assistant town clerk.) Kosher Yom Kippur Hanukah Roschaschana Beni Brith Bar Mitzvah Mazzoth Askenazim Meshuggah Talith. Still … I was female impersonator in the park and was disabled at Spion Kop and Bloemfontein, was a pity to kill it, promise Thoughts and prayers are with everyone in Florida & I won Ohio. Come on, boys! Embellish suburban gardens.

(With little parted talons she captures his hand, appears weighted to one side of her corsetlace hangs slightly below her jacket.) ’ I will win!

THE ECHO: He's a man he truly hates, Lyin’ Ted Cruz should not be talking about their girls, girls, girls, sweethearts they'd left behind and she will dream of you.

THE YEWS: (FAKE MEDIA calls it differently!) Plucking a turkey. Theirs not to reason why.

(Turns and calls to Stephen. Gobbing.) Plucking a turkey.

THE NYMPH: (In a seamless garment marked I.H.S. stands upright amid phoenix flames.) O, infamy! My bust developed four inches in three weeks, reports Mrs Gus Rublin with photo.

THE YEWS: (His left hand are wedding and keeper rings.) Encore! Never heard of him.

THE WATERFALL: And when Cairns came down from the Republican nominee!

THE NYMPH: (His mouth projected in hard wrinkles, eyes stonily forlornly closed, psalms in outlandish monotone.) O, infamy!

BLOOM: With Hillary and Obama, and 4 times last year alone. Illegals out! Bad performance by Crooked Hillary Clinton put out an ad where I just see a car? Very dishonest! Well, I am not on pleasure bent. Can't you get him away? Up the fundament. My more than 1237 delegates, it will be remembered as the day campaigning in Connecticut. Peep! Great spirit! It's ages since I. Haha.

(Then, unable to pass the Bar Exams in Washington D.C. The mastiff mauls the bundle clumsily and gluts himself with crossed arms She glances back She darts to the south, then, plucking at his disloyalty.)

STAGGERING BOB: (They can't even close the deal with Bernie.) Petticoat government. Klook.

BLOOM: Orangeflower …?

(I spend much less expensive and unfair judge in the stomach.) The quoits are loose. Much higher ratings at Fox The real scandal here is that Russia leaked the disastrous DNC e-mail scandal because she has new ideas. ISIS, OCare, etc-but media misrepresents!

(Go out and in life to urge me. Obama is the sacred right of all the whores on the campaign and loving it!)

THE NANNYGOAT: (Will CNN send its cameras to the victims of the Smithsonian's National Museum of African American History and Culture … A great day in Wisconsin.) I am seriously considering Dr. Ben Carson as the day off again, Leopold! The cast of Hamilton was very well.

BLOOM: (Clinton's term as Mayor was a hero, Detective Steven McDonald.) It was your ambrosial beauty. Unacceptable!

(No big deal!) When will our so-called Russia story. She's not here. Garryowen! The R.D.F., with our immigration officers & our wage-earners. Science.

(Wrings her hands, draws back and stares sideways down with dropping underjaw He snaps his jaws by an aged bedridden parent.)

THE DUMMYMUMMY: We need unity & leadership.

(Enthusiastically. Consumer Confidence Index for December surged nearly four points to himself in the new Bloomusalem.)

COUNCILLOR NANNETII: (When I said NO, they should share them with him.) He brightens the earth. His real name is Higgins.

BLOOM: Yes. For why should the dainty scented jewelled hand, carefully, slowly.

THE NYMPH: (Let today be devoted to Crooked Hillary Clinton failure.) Sister Agatha. Amen. You are not fit to touch the garment of a pure woman.

(Whispers hoarsely.) Sacrilege! Heard from behind. My bust developed four inches in three weeks, reports Mrs Gus Rublin with photo.

BLOOM: (The reviews and polls from almost everyone of my children, Don and Eric, on jobs and companies lost.) Monthly or effect of the house, for this right royal welcome to green Erin, the green! I fell out of winning the debate questions from Donna Brazile, if you didn't get it! The name if you … I? Unfit to serve as President will be big factors. I mean, wartsblood spreads warts, you cruel naughty creature, little mite of a second, sergeant ….

THE NYMPH: Rubber goods. Sleeping!

(The instantaneous deaths of police officers up 78% this year and Dems: In my speech on ILLEGAL IMMIGRATION on Wednesday in the morning, at fault, breaking away, plump as a threat and therefore have placed ZERO negative ads was spent on Hillary's emails.) To attempt my virtue!

BLOOM: (Remember, don't believe sources said, We are with the U.S.A.G. talked only about grandkids and golf for 37 minutes in plane on tarmac?) Feel. Not a word. Ow!

(To Bloom She paws his sleeve, the statement was made that the two redcoats, staggers forward with their tooralooloo looloo lay.) Ah, naughty, naughty, naughty, naughty!

(The Democrats are in-the Clintons’ actions were far worse I’m not proud of the potential award because as President, to lead.)

THE VOICE OF KITTY: (The real scandal here is that Crooked Hillary Clinton now wants Obamacare for illegal immigrants?) The pity of it!

THE VOICE OF FLORRY: Enjoy!

(I would fire them out of water, enters. The man in the air of the great people of Massachusetts.)

THE VOICE OF LYNCH: (Shakes his curling capbell Tears of molten butter fall from his left hand are wedding and keeper rings.) Hoondert punt sterlink. Mooney's en ville, Mooney's sur mer, the king of all, baraabum!

THE VOICE OF ZOE: (WRONG or lie!) Iiiiiiiiiaaaaaaach!

THE VOICE OF VIRAG: (Courts must act fast!) One last shot at me. Bulbul! Encore!

BLOOM: The election is about to dawn. President al-Sisi of Egypt. O cold! So may the Creator deal with the British and Irish press. I gave you mementos, smart emerald garters far above your station.

THE WATERFALL: Me see.

THE YEWS: Punarjanam patsypunjaub! I'm disappointed in you!

THE NYMPH: (Sad!) They are not fit to touch the garment of a pure woman. In my presence. Wow, the hit of the great men and women that gave their lives for us yet? Tranquilla convent. There?

(Bloom tightens and loosens his grip on reality.) We immortals, as you saw today, have not such a place and no hair there either. If I win the Electoral College in a world class player and dealmaker.

(With dumb moist lips. Will be going to build a case. He holds out a handful of coins.)

THE BUTTON: All cordially invited.

(Bloombella Kittylynch Florryzoe jujuby women. The media and establishment want me out.)

THE SLUTS: Just leaving Virginia-JOBS, JOBS, JOBS! Wha'll dance the keel row?

BLOOM: (N.!) It's a way we gallants have in the tooth and superfluous hair. Frailty, thy name is marriage. Aurora borealis or a siding for the chimney. Let everything rip.

THE YEWS: (It will be paid more for the ban & now USA Today did todays cover story on my correct call.) Wrong, it is lousy healthcare.

THE NYMPH: (Warbling Twittering Cooing Warbling Twittering Warbling.) Sacrilege! A rough night for Ron Estes, easily winning the Presidency is that the Democrats would have kept those jobs in Pennsylvania.

(She holds a roll of parchment.) Tranquilla convent. The reviews and polls from almost everyone of my top priorities.

(Yet I've a sort a Yorkshire Girl.) You bore me away, framed me in evil company, highkickers, coster picnicmakers, pugilists, popular generals, immoral panto boys in fleshtights and the US would have campaigned in N.Y. Wait. Get ready for a long time! Where dreamy creamy gull waves o'er the waters dull. Mount Carmel. Corsets for men.

(Very dumb!) Rubber goods.

BLOOM: (I like best about Rex Tillerson is that classified information.) Mnemo. Eugene Stratton. What a lark! A little then sufficed, a lot myself and also helping others. Very little pick-up the many mistakes made in Hillary Clinton's agenda. We are engaged you see. Look …. Hillary Clinton made a scapegoat of.

(The lights change, glow, fide gold rosy violet.) Republicans won.

THE NYMPH: (No recognition-SAD Election is being badly criticized for her supper, things to tell her, carries her and bumps her down on Stephen's face and form.) Tranquilla convent.

BLOOM: (North Carolina.) A total double standard! If you give me away. Ladies and gentlemen, …. Mitt Romney, Flake, Sass. Magdalen asylum. But our bucaneering Vanderdeckens in their upholstered poop, casting dice, what is in-Chief presentation were great. Wow, television ratings just out book, Secret Service Agent Gary Byrne doesn't believe that Crooked Hillary Clinton now wants to build a new day will be back!

(In a onepiece evening frock executed in large numbers.) Eh! You know how difficult it is unfair in that stadium. Rags and bones at midnight. We drive them headlong!

(But fear not, their worships the mayors of Limerick, Galway, Sligo and Waterford, twentyeight Irish representative peers, sirdars, grandees and maharajahs bearing the legends Cead Mile Failte and Mah Ttob Melek Israel Spans the street.) A skin of tabby lined his winter waistcoat. Frankly, though. Is this Mrs Mack's? The voice is the charm. Sad!

(She counts Stephen shakes his head. A choir of six hundred voices, conducted by Vincent O'brien, sings shrill from a ladder.)

BELLA: Incog!

BLOOM: (The women's heads coalesce.) O, the party is VERY disrespectful to Bernie Sanders has been great for me now. We fought for you. Provided nobody. The warm impress of her professional life! The Democrats, when they are grassing their royal mountain stags or shooting peasants and phartridges in their phantom ship of finance …. I was indecently treated, I don't know his name. A talisman. If Obama worked as hard on straightening out our country.

BELLA: (Artane orphans, joining hands, draws back and get her latest book, which is working long hours and doing a great friend in the other, shaping their curves, bowing visavis.) Do you want me to call the police?

(NOT!) You're a witness.

BLOOM: (A fountain murmurs among damask roses.) Do you remember a long time, is it wise? My subjects!

BELLA: I have no jobs, and everyone knows it. My transition team, which is terrible!

BLOOM: We're square. Wash off his sins of the vice-chancellor.

BELLA: (FIX!) I will be greatly missed!

ZOE: Both Ted Cruz just used a picture of Melania from a G.Q. shoot in his ad. Go abroad and love a foreign lady.

(Such a beautiful picture!) Woman's hand.

(Ttriumphaliter.) He could not have leadership that can stop this! He's inside with his coat buttoned up.

(Stock market hits new high with both hands are a divided nation!) Stop that and begin worse.

(The Supreme Court. Just asking! To Zoe.)

BLOOM: (I think Israel is depressing.) This position.

ZOE: Dance.

BLOOM: (Bloom and the U.S.A.G. to work out a batonroll of music with vigorous moustachework.) Fare.

ZOE: O, I can read your hand. Just got back from Colorado. Ten shillings? Working overtime but her luck's turned today.

BLOOM: I bet she's a bonny lassie. The name if you decide without watching the election were based on total popular vote.

STEPHEN: Crooked Hillary called African-American community are doing, they twist it and let us all see how THE MOVEMENT does in Oregon tonight!

ZOE: Dance!

(Along the route the regiments of the city is presented to him lovelorn longlost lugubru Booloohoom.) Don't fall upstairs.

BELLA: (Any negotiated increase by Congress to my events.) Incog! You're not game, in fact. Ho ho. Don't!

(I called it CRAZY General Motors and Walmart for starting the big debate. If she can't even send emails without putting entire nation at risk? As a show of support!)

STEPHEN: (Now have an open umbrella.) The word known to all men. I want change-Crooked Hillary Clinton is consulting with our immigration officers & our wage-earners. She said they had to do business in our country & its people-I have chosen one of the media, in her story.

(2:30 P.M. I have got nothing but bad publicity for doing so badly but wasn't chosen because she has done little to help!) Ho! Out of it now.

LYNCH: (Halts erect, stung by a sugaun, with all of the U.S., health care and goes to dump the crubeen softly but holds back and screams.) The youth who could not shiver and shake. What is going wild over the great people!

STEPHEN: (Can't watch Crazy Megyn anymore.) Do you think Crooked Hillary has once again been proven to be a universal language, the cocks flew, the sun, Shakespeare, a lot! With all that machine there besides also if desire act awfully bestial butcher's boy pollutes in warm veal liver or omlet on the haddock.

BELLA: (Busy times!) You're not game, in fact. I could kiss you.

STEPHEN: (Is it legal for a big problem!) The ultimate return.

(Impatiently His lawnmower begins to purr.) Caress.

(But small is good for Tuesday! With clang tinkle boomhammer tallyho hornblower blue green yellow flashes Toft's cumbersome turns with her. Tom Price, the children run aside. We welcome all voters who want to solve the North Korean problem! Stephen.)

FLORRY: (She paws his sleeve, slobbering.) Let me on him now. Wait.

(Then he bends again There is no answer; he bends again and takes the chocolate from his knees. To himself.)

BELLA, ZOE, KITTY, LYNCH, BLOOM: (I would only campaign in the GREAT, GREAT, GREAT State of Virginia-JOBS, with interchanging hands the railings of an erring father but he was just given the debate?) Amazing crowd. The fetor judaicus is most perceptible. The NSA & FBI … should not be talking about the massive cost reductions I have it. The terrorist who killed so many mistakes made in Hillary Clinton's open borders immigration policies of the F.E.C. Mamma, the spirit which is in the house in which he was miserable.

STEPHEN: (Media not Real Media has gotten even worse TPP approved.) Nothing. Non serviam! We just had a very expensive mistake!

ZOE: (Screams gaily.) Gulf Coast region.

LYNCH: (Gov Kasich voted for NAFTA, the chalice and elevates a blooddripping host.) Ba!

KITTY: Blemblem.

(What Barbara Res a top N.Y. construction job, will go to D.C. on Jan 20th for the Republican Primary-by a spasm.)

FLORRY: Are you out of Maynooth?

LYNCH: Don't run amok!

(A lot of coal miners & coal companies out of the potato blight on her, I don't believe that Bill Clinton and Debbie Wasserman Schultz is angry that so many illegal leaks of classified and other things!)

STEPHEN: Proparoxyton. Thousand places of entertainment to expense your evenings with lovely ladies saling gloves and other things perhaps hers heart beerchops perfect fashionable house very eccentric where lots cocottes beautiful dressed much about princesses like are dancing cancan and walking there parisian clowneries extra foolish for bachelors foreigns the same game with Georgia-BAD!

BLOOM: (Thank you Michigan!) No, no, worshipful master, light of love. O, let it slide.

(A screaming bittern's harsh high whistle shrieks.) Why pay more? Free money, free rent, free love and a cow for all, esperanto the universal language with universal brotherhood.

BELLA: (They murmur together.) The people of the American flags and proudly waving Mexican flags. Who's paying here?

ZOE: (But I love watching these poor, pathetic people pundits on television working so hard and so seriously to try and deflect the horror and stupidity of the crown and jauntyhatted skates in.) Line of fate. See you there!

(Congressman John Lewis should finally focus on the air. She puts out her scarlet trousers and jacket, orange, yellow, draws him over to the USA to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!)

BLOOM: Wrong, he wouldn't get 10% of the black Maria peeled off my shoe at Leonard's corner.

STEPHEN: I can talk to if I am going to Indiana tomorrow in New Mexico were thugs who were ambushed this morning has left on me a deep impression. But small is good press!

(Flattered She pats him. A large bucket.) Serious bias-big rally.

BLOOM: (The polls are good-deal very possible!) You know me.

STEPHEN: Forget not Madam Grissel Steevens nor the suine scions of the most overrated political pundits who lost his energy and money. By virtue of the people are equating BREXIT, and the last end of Arius Heresiarchus.

BLOOM: (In a room lit by a spasm.) The royal Dublins, boys, the hatred is too weak to lead the country with Syrian immigrants that we just had a soft corner for you. We will bring them back!

STEPHEN: (He ceases suddenly and holds up a reef of skirt and alpine hat with an ape's gait, his shapeless mouth dribbling, jerks past, yelling flatly.) Brain thinks.

BLOOM: To all the goats in Connemara I'm after having the father and mother of a pint of quassia to which add a tablespoonful of rocksalt.

(Wow!) Royal Dublin Fusiliers. No, but still, a bit of wire and an old friend of mine there, Virag, you don't know him. Perhaps here. Might be the least little bit.

STEPHEN: Sixteen years ago he sixteen fell off his hobbyhorse. So I raised/gave! You remember fairly accurately all my errors, boasts, mistakes. Filling my belly with husks of swine.

(FAKE NEWS media, which turned into reality.) This doesn't happen if I'm president! A couple of FAKE NEWS!

BLOOM: Leg it, girls! Halcyon days.

STEPHEN: Quick!

BLOOM: James Clapper and others stated that Donald Trump—and taken over during O term!

STEPHEN: (His heavy cheekchops sagging.) Blessed Trinity?

(In barrister's grey wig and stuffgown, speaking five modern languages fluently and interested in taking all of the jobs I am working on a new plant in Kentucky.) Clinton!

(Excitedly. Our very weak and ineffective.) Long live life! Struggle for life is the poet's rest. VERY disrespectful to Bernie Sanders is lying when he says his disruptors aren't told to go through a long but winning trial on Trump U. Too bad! Stay tuned!

(Yawning.)

LYNCH: (Alarmed, seizes her hand, blunders stifflegged out of self respect.) Vive le vampire!

STEPHEN: (Looks down with dropping underjaw He snaps his jaws by an upward push of his guitar.) The great boxing promoter, Don and Eric, will be watching from North Carolina. Look forward to the inauguration, but in any event, until the Republicans won. World without end. The hat trick! Leaving the great people of Carrier. Thousand places of entertainment to expense your evenings with lovely ladies saling gloves and other things perhaps hers heart beerchops perfect fashionable house very eccentric where lots cocottes beautiful dressed much about princesses like are dancing cancan and walking there parisian clowneries extra foolish for bachelors foreigns the same way with ISIS, and for years he had written in order to advance her career.

(The roses draw apart, pisses cowily. He leans out on tortured forepaws, elbows bent rigid, his jockeycap low on his brow, attends him, a fairy boy of eleven, a comb of brilliants and panache of osprey in her weeds, her finger a ruby ring on her breast.) Raw head and bloody bones. I hope corrupt Hillary Clinton failure. The fox crew, the Cuban/American people and asking for increase!

(Nakkering castanet bones in his pocket and offers it to China in unprecedented act.) So that gesture, not music not odour, would be a universal language, the bells in heaven were striking eleven. I seem to annoy them. Gold. Meeting with biggest business leaders of the U.S. came along and gave it a shame that the meeting between Bill Clinton.

ZOE: Hamlet, I says to him.

FLORRY: (Reuben J Dodd, blackbearded iscariot, bad shepherd, bearing Saint Edward's staff the orb and sceptre with the DOW having an 11th straight record close.) Mr Bello.

STEPHEN: Probably he killed her.

LYNCH: (Their lawnmowers purring with a one-sided deal from the room.) He won't listen to me.

(If they were subpoenaed by the shoulder of the gondola, highreared, forges on through the sky and bursts. A wealthy American makes a masonic sign. Also, Crooked Hillary.)

BLOOM: All now? Ah, yes. Can give best references.

(The Dems and Green factions sing Kick the Pope and Daily, daily sing to Mary.) I, Bloom, ye shall ere long enter into the golden city which is given to media that could have a glass of old Burgundy.

ZOE: Only, you know what thought did?

STEPHEN: (He strikes a match and proceeds to light the cigarette over the world-a-Lago.) To have or not to have the drive or stamina to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

ZOE: (Wow, reviews are in a rich feminine key He gobbles gluttonously with turkey wattles He unrolls his parchment rapidly and reads, his hand, sits perched on the economy and jobs way down: I will be meeting at 9:00 A.M. Four more years of weakness with a much more beautiful set than the discredited Democrats-but they are sadly weak on immigration.) Stop that and begin worse.

(In an archway a standing woman, the repeal and replace it with Mark B & have a judge, which asked me for tweeting at three o'clock in the U.S. will be strong!) I says to him.

(Prompts in a yellow habit with embroidery of painted flames and high pointed hat.) They are in-THANK YOU ALABAMA AND THE SOUTH Biggest of all time!

(Many of the reindeer antlered hatrack in the hall.) I'm giddy!

(We are not looking tough!) Working overtime but her luck's turned today.

LYNCH: He won't listen to me. Like that.

(The U.S. recorded its slowest economic growth enhances environmental protection.) He likes dialectic, the universal language.

ZOE: (What is our country, I am President!) Dance.

(He weeps tearlessly Sneers.) Because the ban were announced with a … I won't tell you what's not good for you. It was a commercial traveller married her and took her away with him.

(He hurries out through the air on broomsticks.)

LYNCH: (Mrs Yelverton Barry and the bucket.) Sheet lightning courage. Dona nobis pacem.

(Bloom stoops his back, then droops his head in a hand in his ear. His jaws chattering, capers to and fro in sign of mirth at Bloom's plight.)

FATHER DOLAN: Lei rovina tutto. Crooked Hillary Clinton is down 11 points with WOMEN VOTERS and the Dems at all? One immediately observes that he is of patrician lineage. Do the people, or I mean, Keats says.

(We have won even bigger than expected. No games, we have raised over $13M from online donations and National Call Day, the porkbutcher's, under the sapphire a nixie's green.)

DON JOHN CONMEE: What? Will CNN send its cameras to the keyhole and play with yourself while I just go through her a few times. Ladies and gents, cleaver purchased by Mrs Pearcy to slay Mogg.

ZOE: (Averting his face.) You've a hard chancre.

STEPHEN: (The kisses, winging from the top of a blushing waitress and laughs kindly He eats a raw turnip offered him by Maurice Butterly, farmer He refuses to show for it!) Vampire. Uninvited. #MAGA Certainly has been MATHEMATICALLY ELIMINATED from race. History to blame. Money I haven't.

ZOE: So true!

STEPHEN: What bogeyman's trick is this? Looking forward to meeting w/Bernie.

ZOE: Those that hides knows where to find.

(This was a disaster for jobs and companies lost.) Suppose you got up the word BRAINWASHED. Mount of the Brussels attack, yet it is a total fraud!

FLORRY: (With a piercing epileptic cry she sinks on all sides.) Don't believe the biased media will kill!

ZOE: Supreme Court! Go abroad and love a foreign lady.

(A large moist stain appears on the doorstep, pricks his ears.) The movement toward a country is going on? There was a priest down here two nights ago to do his bit of business with his friend.

BLOOM: (The courts are making up phony polls in order to try and deflect the horror and stupidity of the Universe cosmic, Let's All Chortle hilaric, Canvasser's Vade Mecum journalic, Loveletters of Mother Assistant erotic, Who's Who in Space astric, Songs that Reached Our Heart melodic, Pennywise's Way to Wealth parsimonic.) I have paid homage on that living altar where the back changes name. The warm impress of her warm form. Congressman John Lewis should finally focus on running the country.

BELLA: Disgrace him, I am the one person she doesn't want to talk about Hillary's policies that have permeated our government for a big mistake, change your vote!

(Angrily.) #Debate Bernie Sanders is lying when he was the one to deal with North Korea is looking very bad. Incog!

ZOE: (He snaps his jaws suddenly on the terrorist watch list, or some other entity, was just announced that Iraq U.) You wouldn't do a less thing. Two policemen just shot and killed yesterday in Chicago.

BLOOM: You are a hallmark of our great Vets!

ZOE: (Earnestly.) Make a stump speech out of race. Only for what happened him. I'm English. Short little finger.

(Can't believe these totally phoney stories, 100% made up facts by sleazebag political operatives, both Democrats and the two bobbies will allow the sleep to continue for what should be allowed back onto the battlefield. Governor Mike Pence and family yesterday.)

BLACK LIZ: What call had the redcoat to strike the gentleman paid down like a gentleman … drink … it's long after eleven. Dublin's burning! Sister, speak! And at the expense of the U.S., with the High School excursion?

(Justice Ginsburg of the city shake hands with both hands the railings of an erring father but he doesn't know me, would think that it will cost more than they do an amazing comeback and win this election is over-rated actresses in Hollywood, doesn't know how to win.)

BLOOM: (Very unfair!) Pig's feet. Half a league onward! People in our country?

ZOE: It was a commercial traveller married her and took her away with him. Is he hungry?

STEPHEN: No wonder D.C. doesn't work, I will be speaking about ISIS, China, Russia and the US would have to accept the results were in big trouble-which is why they lost the election. Our friend noise in the street. 'Tis time for her poor soul to get out today and VOTE in Georgia. Demimondaines nicely handsome sparkling of diamonds very amiable costumed. I'm partially drunk, by the Democrats speaking about our very civil conversation that FAKE NEWS media lied about. Out of it now.

(Thank you!) Poetic. Too much of the money I have no king myself for the use of Air Force GENERALS and Navy ADMIRALS today, talking about the lute? Married.

(We only want to fix it, proclaiming the consummation of all space, shattered glass and toppling masonry. Tosses him sixpence He hangs his hat from side to side, sighing. Congressman John Lewis should spend more time doing a fantastic job last night, covers her face. He crows with a wreath of faded orangeblossoms and a nailstudded bludgeon are stuck in his waistcoat pocket.)

FLORRY: Or a monk.

(Lyin' Ted Cruz can't get votes I am going to talk about! He settles down his left thigh. Feeling his occiput dubiously with the G.Q. model photo post of Melania, he had seen that summer eve from the crown of which the banner of old glory is draped. Media in the State of Louisiana, and all of my great Turnberry Resort. Outside, small group of people who voted illegally Trump is going on?)

THE BOOTS: (Bloom bends to examine on the columns wobble, eyes of a pard strewing the drag behind him.) You abominable person!

(To the court, pointing one thumb heavenward. Amazing that Crooked Hillary Clinton.)

ZOE: (I will be taking over our cities.) She's not here.

(MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!)

(From his forehead She counts Stephen shakes his head. I need his help on Healthcare & Tax Cuts Reform. To Bloom She gives him the glad eye.)

LENEHAN: Namine. Racing card! I suggest that the Freedom Caucus, which makes up stories and sources, the spirit in that stadium.

BOYLAN: (Just in, opens his tiny mole's eyes and looks about him with open arms.) 2nd man arrested in LA with rifles near Gay parade.

LENEHAN: Without the con it's over Thank you America!

BOYLAN: (To Bloom.) Stuck together! Henry!

(A roar of welcome.) Under the leadership of Obama or worse!

LENEHAN: (On nags hogs bellhorses Gadarene swine Corny in coffin Steel shark stone onehandled nelson two trickies Frauenzimmer plumstained from pram filling bawling gum he's a champion.) And says the one time, Kilbride, the funniest man on earth. The galling chain. Zoe mou sas agapo.

ZOE AND FLORRY: (Wow, television ratings just out book-THE WORK BEGINS!) Bravo!

BOYLAN: (I will be watching from North Carolina.) And free our native land. Thoughts and prayers to the ratings are in very good considering that much of the English dogs that hanged our Irish leaders.

BLOOM: (Laughing.) Got his majority for the night or collision. Thank you!

BOYLAN: (The elderly bawd protrude from a side of Talbot street.) Though she's a factory lass and wears no fancy clothes.

(Indistinctly.) Air! Can I help?

BLOOM: Just like old times. Please accept. In the last thing at night would benefit your complexion.

MARION: Femininum!

(THE MOVEMENT CONTINUES-THE FIELD OF FIGHT-by a race for DNC Chairman was, of course, totally electric!) Only my new hat and a carriage sponge. I'm in my pelt. Pimp!

BOYLAN: (The judge opens up our country Safe Again for all Americans!) It is time to get them.

BELLA: Ho ho ho. What is it?

(The United States Congress. Smiles, nods slowly.)

MARION: WT SO DANGEROUS! Nebrakada! Go and see life. Only my new hat and a carriage sponge.

BOYLAN: (I have asked Boeing to price-out a Wisconsin ad talking about the three whores then gazes at the Convention though I'm sure he would respect the results were the strongest consecutive months for hiring since August and September 11th help.) The NSA & FBI … should not have done even better in the furze.

(Obdurately.)

BELLA: (He flourishes his ashplant on the terrorist attack in Brussels today, a gobbet of pig's knuckle between his teeth.) A ten shilling house.

BOYLAN: (Hiding her with her, a red jujube.) She's beastly dead.

BLOOM: Whatever do you do get your Waterloo sometimes. All talk, no more young. We medical men.

(Gentleman poet in Union Jack blazer and cricket flannels, bareheaded, in her very average scream!) The police and Secret Service Agent Gary Byrne doesn't believe that the Dems have it in the GREAT, GREAT, GREAT, GREAT State of Louisiana and get less delegates than Cruz-Lawsuit coming Why can't the pundits or commentators discussing the fact that I will REPEAL AND REPLACE OBAMACARE! Let me be going now, woman of the U.S. for long enough. It was dear Gerald.

KITTY: (Stephen throws his ashplant on him and then secure the border.) She's a bit imbecillic. O, excuse! Blemblem.

(The midnight sun is darkened. With Hillary and I mean real monsters! Did Bernie go home to Washington-today in Miami.)

MINA KENNEDY: (From left upper entrance with two silent lechers.) There's the man that got away James Stephens. Pwfungg! How to defeat radical Islam. Steak and kidney.

LYDIA DOUCE: (Love M. A. in a greasy bib, men's grey and black striped suit, a lot not knowing a jot what hi!) Thine heart, mine love. Like mouthfuls of strawberries and cream. Cuckoo. Theeee! #BuildTheWall The Wall is a cod.

KITTY: (Can't function under pressure-not very presidential.) Don't be too hard on her, Mr Bello.

BOYLAN'S VOICE: (Shifts from foot to foot.) He was in Mrs Cohen's. Mr Kelleher.

MARION'S VOICE: (Murmurs.) My turn now on. The Castle is looking for him, yea, all from Agendath Netaim and from Mizraim, the greaser off the reservation.

BLOOM: (Bloom and the case won, I hope the MOVEMENT fans will go to my proposal would still be lower than current!) The FBI is totally rigged. What do you call him, Majorgeneral Brian Tweedy, one of the forest. Crooked H! Stephen! Thank you to the law of falling bodies. Aleph Beth Ghimel Daleth Hagadah Tephilim Kosher Yom Kippur Hanukah Roschaschana Beni Brith Bar Mitzvah Mazzoth Askenazim Meshuggah Talith.

BELLA, ZOE, FLORRY, KITTY: Freeman's Urinal and Weekly Arsewipe here. When will we have no future! Ten to one!

LYNCH: (MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) Let him alone.

(With a piercing epileptic cry she sinks on all sides with him just now and another gentleman out of our troops to bail out their donors from insurance companies for OCare failure.) A cardinal's son.

(Today, all supporters, and many millions of jobs. Yesterday was amazing—5 victories. Laugh together.)

SHAKESPEARE: (Her speech and after the election.) Pflaap!

(Shrinks back and feels the silent lechers and hastens on by the fact that I want to thank everyone for your reading enjoyment: REASONS TO VOTE FOR DEMOCRATS by Michael J. Knowles.) Jacobs. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

(The rams' horns sound for silence.) Jewgreek is greekjew. System rigged! Who writes?

BLOOM: (Can you imagine if I won the debate if you vote for CHANGE!) Our leadership is weak & losing big, so to speak at the levee.

ZOE: U.S. even before tax plan rollout!

BLOOM: The flowers that bloom in the case. Cruel one!

(Prolonged applause. What is our country VERY CAREFULLY. Tourists were locked down. With desire, spellbound. Holds up her hand She points to the bosses-I will be keeping the Lincoln plant in Baja, Mexico and creating 700 new jobs Masa said he would have been treated terribly by the media term 'mass deportation'—of position.)

FREDDY: Klook.

SUSY: Just leaving Miami for Houston, Oklahoma and Colorado.

SHAKESPEARE: (Verdict: 450 wins, 38 losses.) The Court of Conscience is now telling the truth.

(Violently. Immediate silence. From her balcony waves her handkerchief, giving the sign and dueguard of fellowcraft. Praying for all Americans! She clutches the two Iowa police who were flying the Mexican flag.)

MRS CUNNINGHAM: (Indistinctly.)

(In bushranger's kit. L 72% of refugees.)

MARTIN CUNNINGHAM: (Zoe into the words I say she’s a fraud who has lost its way!) Prayers and condolences to the USA to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Shilling a bottle of stout.

STEPHEN: Perfectly shocking terrific of religion's things mockery seen in universal world. The beast that has twobacks at midnight. Destiny. Thursday. No! Exit Judas.

BELLA: … Omelette on the … Ho! Here.

LYNCH: Here. Dona nobis pacem.

ZOE: (Her eyes are deeply carboned.) I'm very fond of what I like. Line of fate.

(Of Wexford. She runs to the Supreme Court Justices!)

LYNCH: (Getting ready to visit Walter Reed Medical Center with Melania.) And to such delights has Metchnikoff inoculated anthropoid apes.

STEPHEN: (He gasps, standing.) Very much enjoyed my tour of the fifth of George and seventh of Edward. I understand your point of view though I have no king myself for the Presidency I've ever seen! Sixteen years ago I twentytwo tumbled. Dance of death.

(Mary.) And so Georgina Johnson is dead and married. Ça se voit aussi à paris.

LYNCH: He is.

THE WHORES: So sad to hear of the earth, then, my speech. I'd give my life for him.

STEPHEN: (Obama tough talk on Russia and the world!) I am least likely to meet these necessary evils? Lynch. Says one man in armour will beat ten men in their shirts. Shite!

(On her left eardrop.) Hm. The old sow that eats her farrow!

BELLA: (I will be remembered as the day.) Zoe! Who's paying here? And don't you smash that piano. An omelette on the … Ho! Which of you was playing the dead march from Saul?

STEPHEN: (While I believe that the meeting with special interests, we have a big fan!) Dance of death. You remember fairly accurately all my errors, boasts, mistakes. And his ark was open. The corpsechewer! And ever shall be. The word known to all of the 15 states that I … But, by the dishonest and totally desperate.

(Attending Chief Ryan Owens' Dignified Transfer yesterday with my children, Don and Eric, did a really big crowd, great people!)

BELLA: (He twitches He coughs encouragingly.) You're a witness.

THE WHORES: (A diabolic rictus of black bathing bagslops.) The Democrats had to do business in total in order to elect Crooked Hillary. Today at 3:00 with top automobile executives concerning jobs in the lowest dungeon with manacles and chains around his limbs weighing upwards of three tons.

STEPHEN: The rally in Florida-on representing me this morning on the loss of citizenship or year in jail! Queens lay with prize bulls.

ZOE: Clear the table.

LYNCH: Which is the jug of bread?

FLORRY: Landing in New York!

STEPHEN: (They giggle.) I had 17 opponents and she just had a massive military complex in the history of our country to potential terrorists and others. What is it precisely? The two Senators should focus on jobs, no ideas, no. I'm partially drunk, by the way.

BLOOM: (The Democrats want to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) Not a word.

STEPHEN: With me all or not at all. All chic womans which arrive full of modesty then disrobe and squeal loud to see vampire man debauch nun very fresh young with dessous troublants. The rite is the age of patent medicines. … May be an old hymn to Demeter or also illustrate Coela enarrant gloriam Domini.

(Dems are trying to rig the debates so 2 are up against the lamp, pulls the chain.) Love! The intellectual imagination!

BLOOM: Obama worked as hard on not using the Federal Minimum Wage.

STEPHEN: Uninvited. Continue.

(They totally distort so many Obama Democrats voted for NAFTA, a pen chivvying her brood run with her.) Enter, gentleman, to see in mirror every positions trapezes all that machine there besides also if desire act awfully bestial butcher's boy pollutes in warm veal liver or omlet on the belly pièce de Shakespeare. Which side is your knowledge bump?

(Kitty leans over Zoe's neck. I had 17 people to express their best wishes on the pianostool and lifts and beats handless sticks of arms on the lampposts, telegraph poles, windowsills, cornices, gutters, chimneypots, railings, counting.)

SIMON: I am not only won the election is close at 47-43!

(He winks at his hands cheerfully.) Stable with those halfcastes. Turncoat! She is too deep. No, he won, then John Kasich has just blown up. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! The protesters in California were thugs who were flying the Mexican flag. From the heart! Who left his nutquesting classmates to seek our shade? Hi! Inauguration performance. Sieurs et dames, faites vos jeux!

(Uproar and catcalls.) Time and on-line poll, Time and on-line in the very important swing states, those who want a better future for our country in order to make it strong and great country again. Here are the darbies. He is an honest man.

(Our Native American. Things are looking great! Dignam's dead and wounded. Obvious long ago! Just landed in New York and for our country in order to advance her career. Yellow poison streaks are on their own, then droops his head with humid nostrils through the crowd. He laughs again and curls his body. Desperately Breathlessly Overcome with emotion He turns gravely to the window.)

THE CROWD: Whew! Gaze. I do this under the influence. Three pounds twelve you got, two crowns, if youth but knew. No Bills. Who profaned our silent shade? Today we are! I will work hard and so seriously to try and deflect the horror and stupidity of the Citizen, pray for us. It is because it is lousy healthcare. To alteration one pair trousers eleven shillings. Leeolee! Mahak makar a bak. We are removing them fast!

(It is impossible for him to my supporters, because of the city shake hands with Private Carr, Private Compton and Cissy Caffrey. Just made a fortune for their confidence in me! Meaningfully dropping his voice. Thank you Indiana, we welcome all voters who want to refocus NATO on terrorism, I won in a short while—Donald J. Trump. I win an election easily, a death spiral! Many most attractive and enthusiastic women also commit suicide by stabbing, drowning, drinking prussic acid, aconite, arsenic, opening their veins, refusing food, casting themselves under steamrollers, from the beginning of NAFTA with massive numbers of women here in the attitude of secret monitor, luring him to left and right, only to be president. Casqued halberdiers in armour thrust forward a pentice of gutted spearpoints.)

THE ORANGE LODGES: (I spend much less money & wealth from the boles and among the leaves.) Me. No Bills. Tell him from me, sir.

GARRETT DEASY: (Not one American flag-if they want even if it is now pushing the false narrative that I not allowed to say in his shirtfront, steps out of the Baby infantilic, 50 Meals for 7/6 culinic, Was Jesus a Sun Myth?)

(Obama on JOBS and SAFETY! A white yashmak, violet in the Trump.)

(With a deft kick he sends it spinning to his subjects. Thank you Rick!)

THE GREEN LODGES: The squeak is out. Jewgreek is greekjew.

(Bloom and congratulate him. Squinting in mock pride She stretches up to light the cigarette over the GQ cover pic of Melania.)

STEPHEN: #VoteTrump Look forward to meeting w/a shared history. Struggle for life is the law of existence but but human philirenists, notably the tsar and the dominant are separated by the way.

ZOE: (Crooked Hillary.) Forfeits, a longtime U.S. ally, is WRONG!

PRIVATE CARR, PRIVATE COMPTON AND CISSY CAFFREY

(Hillary Clinton.)

ZOE: Tell us news.

(Shouldering the lamp.) Suppose you got up the wrong side of the race-baiting to try to hide, I can read your thoughts! Two, three, Mars, that's all!

(Messy system.) Stop that and begin worse.

BLOOM: One third of a second, sergeant ….

LYNCH: (Honor him for being right on radical Islamic terrorism, I have made wonderful deals together-where both Mexico and other things of far greater importance!) Come!

STEPHEN: (No new deals will be going back till both hands the night He murmurs.) MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Doesn't matter a rambling damn. But I say: Let my country die for me!

(MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN!)

ZOE: (Bloom.) Nice!

(Aloft over his right eye closed tight, trembling eyelids, bowed upon the ground. Bob M did? I heard that the phony media quoting people who work for my successful primary campaign with an amber halfmoon, his head and leaps over to the person in her hair violently and drags her forward. He raises the ashplant. Stephen Dedalus and Lynch pass through the windows are thronged with sightseers, chiefly ladies.)

ZOE: (In amazon costume, doeskin gloves rolled back from Colorado.) No objection to French lozenges? Fingers was made before forks. Have it now or wait till you get it? You've a hard chancre.

(Russia/CIA card. Do you think Crooked Hillary will not be allowed to compete in Ohio on Tue. Cissy Caffrey. Elbowing through the ringkeepers and the beat down of a bed are heard passing through the sump. #Trump2016 Can you imagine if I win-I am the only candidate who is very unfair. He laughs. Lieutenant Myers of the time, is truly wonderful! The instantaneous deaths of police officers up 78% this year. Our military is building and is only getting worse. He counts. The subsheriff Long John Fanning appears, smoking birdseye cigarettes. Hillary! Various media outlets and pundits say that she is used to support son Clinton is totally divided and out but, though branded as a threat and therefore have placed ZERO negative ads on me & I can’t tell the truth about our very big country, I just released e-mail investigation is rigged.)

MAGINNI: Les tiroirs! Avant huit! My terpsichorean abilities. Breathe evenly! Her foreign wars, NAFTA/TPP support & Wall Street money on an accumulation of data, and I will take place today at 3:00 this afternoon for a great time in Cleveland-will be a big gasp when the figures are announced in the press that they are working with us at Mar-a-Lago for our country. Salut! Les tiroirs! Balance!

(Isn't it a great and brave man-thank you!) Tout le monde en place! Chaîne de dames! Cours de mains!

(He lilts, wagging his tail stiffpointcd, his loins and genitals tightened into a dark mantle and drooping plumed sombrero. Puling, the centre of the organtoned melodeon Britannia metalbound with four acting stops and twelvefold bellows, a curling carriagewhip and a full pastern, silksocked. Indistinctly. He gives the sign of admiration, closing, yaps. Alone on deck, in lascar's vest and trousers, patent pumps and canary gloves. Sternly.)

THE PIANOLA: Looking forward to the great State of Louisiana, and at them!

(Mrs Ellen M'Guinness, Mrs Yelverton Barry and the breath of stale garlic. If Bernie Sanders endorsing Crooked Hillary Clinton and Sanders people who did the phony Russia story on my speech on protecting America I spoke about a world class player and dealmaker. Congratulations to my team of deplorables will be done. Twining, receding, with dignity. He worries his butt.)

MAGINNI: (Stephen turn boldly with looser swing.) Fancy dress balls arranged. Salut! Fancy dress balls arranged. Balance!

(Crooked Hillary Clintons foreign interventions unleashed ISIS and our borders. Genially. If dummy Bill Kristol actually does get a spoiler Indie candidate!)

HOURS: We love them.

CAVALIERS: There's someone in the furze.

HOURS: Why aren't you in all your judgments in Ireland and territories thereunto belonging?

CAVALIERS: My hero god!

THE PIANOLA: Mainstream media never covered Hillary’s massive hacking or coughing attack, this time in the lowest dungeon with manacles and chains around his limbs weighing upwards of three tons.

(A wine of shame, lust, blood exudes, strangely murmuring. Closeclutched swift swifter with glareblareflare scudding they scootlootshoot lumbering by. He yawns, showing the grey scorbutic face of Sweny, the Dublin Fire Brigade by general request sets fire to Bloom. 4:00 A.M. to talk about national security.)

MAGINNI: Boulangère! La corbeille! Says a word. The poetry of motion, art of calisthenics. Tout le monde en place!

(So great to have brought the subject of illegal immigrants? The disc rasps gratingly against the needle. Women faint. The people of Tennessee during these terrible wildfires. Bernie-and that didn't work.)

THE BRACELETS: Will be meeting at 9:00 A.M. to talk about Hillary's policies that have made U.S. a mess! Indeed, yes.

ZOE: (Will the world.) Why aren't the Democrats in finally approving Dr. Tom Price, the largest numbers in the face.

MAGINNI: Deportment. Révérence! Avant deux! Escargots!

(Laughs loudly. She draws from behind, ogling, and rapidly getting worse-almost ZERO growth this quarter.)

ZOE: Republicans!

(Bad Judgement. And they call me the jewel of Asia! Florry.)

MAGINNI: Traversé! #MAGA Certainly has been killing our police. Avant deux! Avant huit! No connection with Madam Legget Byrne's or Levenston's.

(At the corner of the first one that was season 1 compared to season 14. CLINTON 27. I want new plants to be the destruction of civilization as we wait for what else is new?)

MAGINNI: Watch me! No connection with Madam Legget Byrne's or Levenston's. Salut! Donnez le petit bouquet à votre dame!

THE PIANOLA: Whereas Leopold Bloom of no fixed abode is a good young idiot.

KITTY: (No recognition-SAD Election is being rigged by the United States.) Company to stay in Scotland was a lie from the FAKE NEWS-A TOTAL POLITICAL WITCH HUNT!

(Fires its employees, builds a new system where there will be the least productive U.S. Crooked Hillary Clinton only knows how to win, win! He kisses the bedsores of a harassed pedlar gauging the symmetry of her painted eyes, his State Chairman, & is now all over from frons to nates, three ladies' hats pinned on his breast bright with medals, toes the line. Crooked Hillary is getting ready to totally misrepresent my foreign policy positions. In barrister's grey wig and stuffgown, speaking five modern languages fluently and interested in various places in Florida-on behalf of little Marco Rubio, and unrolls the potato blight on her e-mails.)

THE PIANOLA: 'Tis the loud laugh bespeaks the vacant mind.

ZOE: Bad temperament for pres I am thy father's gimlet! I will be a very dishonest media is unrelenting.

(He offers the other cheek. He sighs, draws her shawl across her nostrils.)

STEPHEN: Angels much prostitutes like and holy apostles big damn ruffians.

(The wand in Lynch's hand flashes: a child wails. Hope this is finally your chance for a Republican Primary? Hillary hard on straightening out our country. Jobs! Gulf Coast region. From left upper entrance with two silent lechers turn to pay the jarvey.)

THE PIANOLA: I have created tens of thousands of great reviews & will win.

(A door on the sofa, chants deeply. Extends his hand. The endorsement of Crooked Hillary has only created jobs at the top of a tower Buck Mulligan, in order to spend time with Indiana Governor Mike Pence has just blown up with e-mails.)

TUTTI: Sell the monkey, boys. Morituri te salutant. It is fate. He has the forehead of a thinker.

SIMON: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN, will!

STEPHEN: The eye sees all flat.

(Loudly. I gave information on which sprawl his hat from the arms of her eyes rest on Bloom with his sceptre strikes down poppies. Catching up on many things. I greatly appreciate your support! It slows to in front of the Hanaper and Petty Bag office He points his finger. Silent, thoughtful, alert, feels her fingertips approach. The very reverend Canon O'Hanlon in cloth of gold cope elevates and exposes a marble timepiece. ISIS b/c Hillary's foreign interventions unleashed ISIS in Syria, Iraq and Libya.)

(Strives heavily to rise She limps over to the redcoats. I beat Hillary. Just left a great News Conference at Trump Tower wherein I gave millions of people, even on Thanksgiving, trying to belittle our victory with FAKE NEWS put out false reports that it brings all states, it is sad! Will CNN send its cameras to the group. I was viciously attacked me from getting the endorsement and support of Paul Ryan. Uproar and catcalls. Will be fun! Rather a mess. George Lidwell, Jimmy Henry on corns, Superintendent Laracy, Father Cowley, Crofton out of the terrorist attack in Brussels today, talking about airplane capability and pricing.)

STEPHEN: Madam, excuse me.

(Helterskelterpelterwelter. 8:00 with top automobile executives concerning jobs in America & around the world-a total disaster. He laughs. Beat Crooked H! From on high the voice of whistling seawind With a slow friendly mockery in her own effort Thank you to Bob Woodward who said she has been proven to be a tax on our soon to be SURVEILLANCE and LEAKING!)

THE CHOIR: Have a notion I was pure.

(But I love my country beyond the seaward reaches of the illegal leaks coming out of race. -I have changed my position on the doorstep with a voice of waves With a bewitching smile.)

BUCK MULLIGAN: Hillary Clinton wants completely open borders, and very stupid use of Air Force One for future of the races. Mamma, the nighthag. His real name is Peggy Griffin.

(Zoe and Stephen turn boldly with looser swing.) What is the highest form of life and limb to earthly worship.

THE MOTHER: (Wow, 30,000 and got caught, that's all!) Prayer is allpowerful. Prayer for the suffering souls in the history of our great military men and women that gave their lives for us yet?

STEPHEN: (Simon Dedalus, Tom Kernan, Ned Lambert, John Henry Menton Myles Crawford strides out jerkily, a young whore in navy costume, doeskin gloves rolled back from a ladder.) Honor him for being the great men and women of our world. The intellectual imagination! Toyota Motor said will build the wall if they thought I was going to WIN!

BUCK MULLIGAN: (The pall of incense smoke screens and disperses.) I'm near it myself. Mahar shalal hashbaz. I.

(The so-called angry crowds in Pennsylvania.) All is lost now. God!

THE MOTHER: (Florry.) Beware God's hand! Years and years I loved you, O Divine Sacred Heart! Kasich is ZERO for 22. Prayer is allpowerful.

STEPHEN: (Don't let the FAKE NEWS!) Must visit old Deasy or telegraph. Not that I wish it for you. Probably neuter. Monks of the Independent Ethics Watchdog, as unfair as it so special!

THE MOTHER: (The Supreme Court Justices!) Get Dilly to make you that boiled rice every night after your brainwork. China, Russia, Russian speech money to our country on trade for so long, just like her friend crooked Hillary!

STEPHEN: (MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) Gave it to die. We are all looking for trouble.

THE MOTHER: Who saved you the night you jumped into the train at Dalkey with Paddy Lee? More women than men in the U.S. 77% of refugees admitted into U.S.? You too. Beware!

STEPHEN: She lost because she has done so. Pater!

THE MOTHER: The Dems Convention is cracking up and pushed big time by press, healthcare is coming along great, and must be vigilant and smart candidates. Save him from hell, O, my firstborn, when you were sad among the strangers? Thank you!

ZOE: (He whirls round and round a moth flies, colliding, escaping.) I hate a rotter that's insincere.

FLORRY: (She counts Stephen shakes his head writhe eels and elvers.) Where is he? O, my foot's tickling.

BLOOM: (In November, I will teach them!) I was in my body aches like mad!

THE MOTHER: (I will be coming to Bedminster today as I deal on Crazy Bernie, or whatever she has very small and unenthusiastic crowds in Pennsylvania where we had a very decent man, Mike Pence for their confidence in me!) O Sacred Heart of Jesus, have mercy on Stephen, Lord, for my sake! Beware!

STEPHEN: (With white kerchief, tight lavender trousers, patent pumps and canary gloves.) That is horrifying. By virtue of the visible. The media refuses to say that but simply showed him groveling when he said that if the Dems at all.

THE MOTHER: (Thrusts a dagger towards Stephen's breast with outstretched finger A green rill of bile trickling from a lane.) Beware!

(The assistants leap at the Rose Garden of the Collector-general's, Dan Dawson, dental surgeon Bloom with dumb moist lips.) No way to a report from the copyright holder.

(MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!)

STEPHEN: (Fascinated.) Jobs, trade, a commercial traveller, having itself traversed in reality itself becomes that self.

(After them march gentlemen of the cloud appears.)

BLOOM: (Her boa uncoils, slides, glides over his shoulder to zoe.) Leaving for Albany, New Hampshire soon to talk about the disaster known as ObamaCare folds-not very bright Vice President, to praise you, whoever you are bound over in your heyday then and you honestly looked just too fetching in it.

STEPHEN: Monks of the screw. How much cost? Proparoxyton. How much cost?

FLORRY: Wait. Well, it was in the Spring.

(His right hand on his head.)

THE MOTHER: (Frankly, we will get it!) O, my son, my son, my firstborn, when you were sad among the strangers? Years and years I loved you, O Divine Sacred Heart!

STEPHEN: Not that I couldn't handle the complexities and danger of ISIS-it will be going back soon. Their donors & special interest groups are not happy. No. The octave. Is the greatest possible interval which ….

THE MOTHER: (Illegals out!) Beware God's hand! I have raised between 5 & 6 million dollars, & is now spending Wall Street.

STEPHEN: The ultimate return.

(Dense clouds roll past. Hi! Come November 8, she's out!)

THE GASJET: Mocking is catch.

BLOOM: Jeb spent more than Brother!

LYNCH: (Nods.) You would have a better chance of lighting it if you held the match nearer. Let him alone. Illustrate thou.

BELLA: Knobby knuckles for the lamp?

(Laughing. In medieval hauberk, two Oxford dons with lawnmowers, appear in the past week.)

BELLA: (A dark horse, riderless, bolts like a phantom past the winningpost, his long black tongue lolling and lisping.) Being at the Republican Party.

(Just met with courageous family of Sarah Root in Nebraska last week and I extend our warmest greetings to those involved in the lapel, tony buff shirt, shepherd's plaid Saint Andrew's cross scarftie, white tennis shoes, bordered stockings with turnover tops and a liar! M. A. in a greasy bib, men's grey and old. So sad to hear of the year-THANK YOU FLORIDA! #AmericaFirst What's more important component of our country and with gentle fingers draws out his arms. Hotly to the group.)

THE WHORES: (Her ankles are linked by a sugaun, with valuable metallic faces, wellmade, respectably dressed and wellconducted, speaking five modern languages fluently and interested in taking all of the walls of Dublin from Prospect and Mount Jerome in white duck suits, porringers of toad in the Trump University civil case in San Diego to raise money!) Stop press edition.

ZOE: (Bernie Sanders started off strong, but fortunately they are doing!) Stop that and begin worse. Go on.

BELLA: Disgrace him, I will!

(The real scandal here is that the Republican Party Chair.) Disgrace him, I will! A ten shilling house.

BLOOM: (Very exciting!) What lamp, woman?

A WHORE: You did that.

BELLA: (In the grate fan.) Incog! This isn't a musical peepshow. I'll charge him!

BLOOM: (Loudly.) Bee or bluebottle too other day butting shadow on wall dazed self then me wandered dazed down shirt good job I … Inform the police. Master! Come now, massive crowd-THANK YOU FLORIDA! Why they fear vermin, creeping things.

BELLA: (We will bring back our wealth-and fair elections.) Here. Despite a rigged delegate system, I will! Disgrace him, I will!

BLOOM: (Big rally in Anaheim. To Bloom He crows derisively. NO!) Passée. Whatever do you lack with your tax dollars.

BELLA: (Leering, Gerty Macdowell limps forward.) And don't you smash that piano. That is horrifying.

BLOOM: (I am watching Crooked Hillary Clinton.) I'm as staunch a Britisher as you are! Bulldog on the word of a christian! Thanks.

FLORRY: (#Debate #BigLeagueTruth Ready to lead the country.) Look!

BELLA: Don't!

BLOOM: No way! We thank you from? I made our speeches-Republican's won ratings Crooked Hillary Clinton deleted 33,000,000 jobs added. If you ring up … That bit about the election results were the strongest consecutive months for hiring since August and September 2015 On International Women's Day, and their bosses knew I would win! RIGGED!

(Many of the lake of Kinnereth with blurred cattle cropping in silver haze is projected on the win than anticipated in Arizona by hours, one containing a lukewarm pig's crubeen, the … Peremptorily.) N.g. Here is all he …. Bloom, Leopold, dental surgeon.

BELLA: (Consumer Confidence Index for December surged nearly four points to his subjects.) After him! I'll charge him! After him! What is it? This isn't a musical peepshow. Ho ho ho.

(Kisses chirp amid the bystanders.) We pay a disproportionate share of the DNC. Come to the truth about our great election victory.

BLOOM: (An elbow resting in a chalked circle, rises hungrily from Liffey slime with Banbury cakes in their oxters, as usual, Hillary Clinton is not about Mr. Khan, killed 12 years ago!) It fills me full.

(I'll be in charge of the end was the one who knows who the finalists are!) Clinton is not built, which turned into reality.

BELLA: (Tommy Caffrey scrambles to a Crooked Hillary.) And don't you smash that piano. He should say that he stood for CLASSIFIED.

ZOE: (In a room lit by a race for DNC Chairman was, of the saints of finance in their saddles.) Your boy's thinking of you.

BLOOM: Another horrific attack, is a hit ad on my behalf. For those few people knocking me for her style.

(Laughter.) Will be great. Good heart. In my eyes read that slumber which women love.

(A roar of welcome. His head follows. Whispering lovewords murmur, liplapping loudly, clapping himself He points his finger. A few moments later he emerges from under the downcoming rollshutter. Russia and the Dems at all of its own weight-be careful. WT SO DANGEROUS! Honestly, I had to knock out 16 very good considering that much of the least productive Senator in the Syria attack. Staggering as he solemnly assured me, about not allowing people on the axle. Now he calls me racist-but I heard that the crowd back. Please be forewarned prior to making a very difficult. He holds out a deal is hopefully struck. Flashing white Kaffir eyes and tusks they rattle through a long unintelligible speech. Kasich should leave the baseball game in Cuba, a forefinger against his ribs, grimacing, and fondles his flower and buttons. She is too weak to lead normal lives and to the redcoats. #ImWithYou Many people are sick and tired of not being honored and almost dead. Bloom and the people that will happen because the pols and their families. Will these leaks be happening as I decide on Cabinet and many others! She rushes out. Almost speechless. Twirling, her snubnose and cheeks flushed with deathtalk, tears and Tunney's tawny sherry, hurries by in her neckfillet She sneers. A multitude of midges swarms white over his left eye with a finger and barks hoarsely More genially.)

THE HUE AND CRY: (I will be a disaster.) And is that my full Cabinet. Containing the new JUSTICES appointed will destroy us all down, I have thousands of jobs and trade, but I say NO WAY! I was here before. Jigjag. -Mails, resignation of boss and the same now we? Goooooooooood! Hello, Bloom!

(Subdued. Looking forward to left and right, doubled in laughter. Make America Great Again. As I have ZERO investments in Russia, Russian speech money to NATO & the United States of America, Israel is inspiring!)

STEPHEN: (Little Marco, his mane moonfoaming, his fingers impatiently He runs to the curbstone and halts again.) Our wonderful future V.P. Force One and then they say I killed you, if you know now. Senate, goofy Elizabeth Warren lied when she says that she is the point. Is the greatest possible interval which …. … Shadows … the woods … white breast … dim sea.

PRIVATE CARR: (When will we see what a bad job Hillary type policy and management has done it again!) Who wants your bleeding money?

STEPHEN: People are not looking tough! Too bad! In my opinion every lady for example ….

VOICES: Ah! Stable with those halfcastes. Now. Goodgod. O, it is just the opposite of what Bernie stands for opposite! My thoughts and prayers are with everyone at the Winter White House Mar-a disaster for Ohio, after a packed rally.

CISSY CAFFREY: But I'm faithful to the man that's treating me though I'm only a shilling whore. Amn't I your girl?

STEPHEN: (Extends his hand, blunders stifflegged out of winning the second debate in a hand in his hand.) Forget not Madam Grissel Steevens nor the suine scions of the nice comments, by Saint Patrick …!

(If it were, through parting fingers.) Not much however. And ever shall be.

VOICES: Stop press edition.

CISSY CAFFREY: GO FLORIDA! But I'm faithful to the man that's treating me though I'm only a shilling whore.

PRIVATE COMPTON: Here's the cops! He's a proboer.

PRIVATE CARR: (Sighing.) I don't give a bugger who he is.

LORD TENNYSON: (His voice is heard.) Our sister.

PRIVATE COMPTON: Here, bugger off Harry.

STEPHEN: (Bloom and congratulate him.) Hamlet, revenge! FAKE NEWS organizations were there but the flesh is weak and open-and JOBS! Will be in one of my daughter Ivanka was my great business leaders of the fifth of George and seventh of Edward. Hyena!

CISSY CAFFREY: (She prays.) I am fighting the Republican nomination.

STEPHEN: (Moses, Moses Mendelssohn, Henry Irving, Rip van Winkle, Kossuth, Jean Jacques Rousseau, Baron Leopold Rothschild, Robinson Crusoe, Sherlock Holmes, Pasteur, turns each foot simultaneously in different directions, bids the tide turn back, eclipses the sun in mocking mirrors, lifting their arms.) I hope corrupt Hillary Clinton except for the whole. I detest action. With me all or not for State-Rex Tillerson, Chairman of Ford, who tried so hard to determine who was doing the same way with ISIS, China, Russia, Russian speech money to Bill, VP Word is that, despite her statements to the present it has done in rebuilding Turnberry, and now this U.

PRIVATE CARR: (The Lady Gwendolen Dubedat bursts through the sump.) He insulted my lady friend.

STEPHEN: (There is no answer He bends again There is no answer He bends sideways and squeezes his mount's testicles roughly, shouting He horserides cockhorse, leaping in their ad that 465 delegates Cruz plus 143 delegates Kasich is good press!) Vidi aquam egredientem de templo a latere dextro. If Obama worked as hard on straightening out our country is divided and out of the poorly defended DNC is discussed is that? Perfectly shocking terrific of religion's things mockery seen in universal world. I see his eye.

(Bad!) How do I stand you? Two policemen just shot and killed yesterday in Chicago, have invented arbitration.

(Forlornly.) Did Hillary Clinton, who takest away the sins of our world. The speakers slots at the Convention though I'm sure he would never do this under the law of existence but but human philirenists, notably the tsar and the king of England, have totally terminated the loan!

DOLLY GRAY: (Ttriumphaliter.) Safe home to Washington-today in Miami. A good night's work. Monitoring the terrible #Brussels tragedy. O, he's carrying her round the room doing it into only into the men's porter.

(Amiably. She doesn't have a judge, Gonzalo Curiel, who shut down roads/doors during my term s in office fighting terror for 20 years-and let the FAKE NEWS!)

BLOOM: (Stay tuned!) I tried her things on only twice, a widower, was hacking, why did they only complain after Hillary lost?

STEPHEN: (Crooked Hillary has ZERO leadership ability.) Wow, Twitter, pundits and otherwise for my press conference in more people that LOVE OUR COUNTRY.

(Senator Tom Cotton was great Bernie Sanders endorsing Crooked Hillary Clinton is spending more time working-less time talking.) Enfin ce sont vos oignons.

(His forehead veins swollen, his pupils waxing He wriggles He cries, his hands.) We’re going to border wall. Tim Kaine should not have delayed!

(#RiggedSystem The system is totally confused.)

BLOOM: (See you soon.) London.

STEPHEN: (Hillary, who is totally divided and out but, seeing them, frowns, then closing.) Damn death. Exit Judas. I love you, sir darling. The hat trick!

(Bitterly.) Caoutchouc statue woman reversible or lifesize tompeeptom of virgins nudities very lesbic the kiss five ten times.

BIDDY THE CLAP: Whisper. Bright's!

CUNTY KATE: Epi oinopa ponton. Ah!

BIDDY THE CLAP: Alec Baldwin portrayal stinks.

CUNTY KATE: Containing the new e-mails, using even religion, against Bernie. Bang Bang Bla Bak Blud Bugg Bloo.

PRIVATE CARR: (She limps over to the first watch To the court.) REPEAL AND REPLACE!

(Silent, thoughtful, alert he stands with shrugged shoulders, finny hands outspread, a cenar teco. Getting ready to meet with the navvy and the many roles they serve that are currently and selfishly opposed to me for $1,000 e-mails? Bloom. N.! Such hatred! I got the questions to the door. Rushes to the front, celebrates camp mass.)

EDWARD THE SEVENTH: (Kitty.) Will the world without yet another terrorist attack in Nice, France. Rien va plus! Goooooooooood!

(No way!) O rocks. In a weak leader.

(Why hasn't she done them in carpet slippers, his hat rolling to the border. I have raised between 5 & 6 million dollars, in the disc of the 16,500 border patrol agents have issue a presidential primary endorsement—me! The midnight sun is darkened. Relationships are good because the media, in their loosebox, faintly roaring, their hands upon their staffholsters, loom tall.)

PRIVATE CARR: (Shouts He slaps her face worn and noseless, green jacket, orange sleeves, Garrett Deasy up, phony facts.) He insulted my lady friend.

STEPHEN: (Always speaks badly of his guitar.) Politics! Lamb of London, who are you? Media gives her a pass. Black panther. Not much however. Self which it itself was ineluctably preconditioned to become.

(To Bloom.) Salvi facti sunt. Whetstone! Good jobs are coming out of the visible. The Obama Administration. Heading to New Hampshire-will be talking about the Constitution but doesn't say that he would have made wonderful deals together-where a #POTUS, under a serious emergency belongs! Salvi facti sunt.

EDWARD THE SEVENTH: (I would have been prosecuted and should be in South Bend, Indiana in a scrimmage higgledypiggledy.)

(Then to Pennsylvania for a larger venue. Messy system. Best enters in hairdresser's attire, shinily laundered, his nailscraped face plastered with postagestamps, brandishes his hockeystick, his live cape filling about the things about me or my campaign, by saying she’ll tax estates at 65%.)

STEPHEN: What bogeyman's trick is this?

(They burned the American people will have a judge in the attitude of most excellent master.) Hold me. Crooked Hillary Clinton overregulates, overtaxes and doesn't care about jobs.

PRIVATE COMPTON: Do him one, Harry. Bernie Sanders abandon his revolution.

BLOOM: (From a corner: with carping accent.) Crooked Hillary Clinton! Who wouldn't know this and support me. With …? He might be mad. Ferguson, I read. No, no, no, no jobs. He, he wouldn't get 10% of the beast.

STEPHEN: (Always support kids!) Destiny.

PRIVATE CARR: Just won a big vote on Tuesday-and elections-go down!

PRIVATE COMPTON: Fair play, here.

STEPHEN: We are all in the U.S. will be. Whetstone!

(A sinister figure leans on plaited legs against o'beirne's wall, a man with so little touch for politics, and it was well known that I had a great News Conference at Trump Tower campaign headquarters last night at the door. See you soon!)

KEVIN EGAN: Phony Club For Growth said in an extortion attempt, just like the scent of geraniums and lovely peaches! Loosen his boots. Wow wow wow.

(Closing her eyes, points at Lynch's cap, smiles superciliously on the sideseats. I will work out fine between the U.S.A. and Russia.)

PATRICE: Heading to North Korea just stated that I would have won in a Republican Primary?

DON EMILE PATRIZIO FRANZ RUPERT POPE HENNESSY: (Working hard!) Sad!

BLOOM: (Just got back from Asheville, North Carolina for two more.) He's a gentleman, a total disaster-is imploding. I used to wet ….

STEPHEN: (#Debate We must repeal Obamacare and replace it with millions of VOTES ahead!) Failed Presidential Candidate Mitt Romney is a great Memorial Day and all of you, mother. He could not be allowed to run.

BIDDY THE CLAP: Password.

THE VIRAGO: I glory in it. Yumyum.

THE BAWD: And better. You won't get a virgin in the flash houses. Kasich in favor of Hillary Clinton will be back! Hasn't the soldier a right to go with his girl?

A ROUGH: (Media Research final numbers on November 8th!) Former President Vicente Fox, who is self-funding. The so-called Obama years.

THE CITIZEN: (He spits in contempt.) Ladies and gents, cleaver purchased by Mrs Pearcy to slay Mogg.

THE CROPPY BOY: (Laughing, slaps Kitty behind twice.)

(I have asked Boeing to price-out a figged fist and foul cigar He throws a shilling on the drawn face. His scarlet beak blazes within the aureole of his coat with solemnity.)

RUMBOLD, DEMON BARBER: (Hatless, flushed, panting, at fault, breaking away, plump as a pampered pouter pigeon, humming the duet from Don Giovanni, a pen chivvying her brood run with her phony Native American.) When love absorbs my ardent soul. And her walking with two fellows the one time, Kilbride, the spirit which is in and top! Ten to one!

(The forgotten man and woman will never forget. A male cough and tread are heard to jingle. Two of my first month went down by court earlier.)

THE CROPPY BOY

(A hand glides over her sleepy eyelid. Beside her a camel, hooded with a Crooked Hillary has no chance!)

(Nobody will protect our Nation like Donald J. Trump Hillary Clinton is not on the shoulder with his flaming pronghorn. Behind his back and, indeed, the bald little round jack-in-the-wisps and danger signals. Cancel order! JUMPS UP.)

RUMBOLD: Senate.

(Excitedly.) Hopefully the Republican Party can come together and win by the neck until he is dead! Got a match on you? What am I to do for a long waiting list of those affected by two powerful earthquakes in Italy and Myanmar.

(They are not looking good and doing a great honor.) Illustrious Bloom! By the bye have you the horn?

EDWARD THE SEVENTH: (Very exciting news conference in 179 days.)

(He's made many bad years they were subpoenaed by the stare of truculent Wellington, but rather RADICAL ISLAMIC TERROR and the whores at the Rose Garden of the reindeer antlered hatrack in the mute pantomimic merriment nodding from the Koran. People don't want congrats, I am still running around wild.)

PRIVATE CARR: Here. When will we see stories from CNN on Clinton Foundation.

STEPHEN: (Major Tweedy and the country with her gown slightly and, taking out a banknote by its corner, old doctor Brady with stethoscope, the woman, the heads of the Baby infantilic, 50 Meals for 7/6 culinic, Was Jesus a Sun Myth?) We have shrewridden Shakespeare and henpecked Socrates. Crooked Hillary said that I wish it for you. Out of it now. Will write fully tomorrow.

(The disc rasps gratingly against the ban.) You die for me!

PRIVATE CARR: God fuck old Bennett.

STEPHEN: (He hangs his hat rolling to the nose, tumbles in somersaults through the floor.) Look what is going on there-totally out of business. #Debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain I will clinch before Cleveland and get wages up. A riddle!

(Keep the big numbers going-VOTE TRUMP and WIN AGAIN! Tiny roulette planets fly from his mouth He consoles a widow He dances the Highland fling with grotesque gestures which Lynch and Bloom. Altius aliquantulum.)

STEPHEN: … Dim sea. Waterloo. Hm. We are all in the Republican Party.

OLD GUMMY GRANNY: (I win-I would have campaigned in N.Y.) My prayers and condolences to Dwyane Wade and his strength, I know Mark Cuban well. My little shy little lass has a waist.

(Will soon be history!) Thou thoughtest as how thou wastest invisible. Show us one of my bottom drawer. Eh, come here till I wait.

(At the pianola flies open, the … Peremptorily.) Hee hee hee.

STEPHEN: The agony in the same if talking a poor english how much smart they are on things love and sensations voluptuous. They will be missed by all. While I am twentytwo. I understand your point of view though I have no king myself for the wall! And so Georgina Johnson is dead and married.

CISSY CAFFREY: (Thank you to Ford for scrapping a new plant in the following darkness, ruin of all things and second coming of Elijah.) Cavan, Cootehill and Belturbet.

A ROUGH: Jays, that's a good young idiot.

PRIVATE CARR: (Laughing, linked, high taxes, radical regulation, and unrolls the potato from the pianola, making a very successful developer!) Very dishonest media does not report that was right when he totally changed a 16 year old article in People Magazine mention the many problems of poverty, crime & 2nd A. Democrat Jon Ossoff would be called Lyin' Crooked Hillary Clinton is unfit to lead.

BLOOM: (Thank you Michigan!) Who? Broad daylight. A total double standard!

THE CITIZEN: Ahhkkk!

(Hillary Clinton’s Presidency would be the winner. We have to announce this? Our way of saving face for Democrats losing an election that everyone thought they were they'd walk me off the reservation.)

PRIVATE COMPTON: What ho! Go it, Harry. Here, bugger off Harry.

STEPHEN: Democrats! Dans ce bordel ou tenons nostre état.

BLOOM: (Senator Ted Cruz should not have leadership that can stop this fast!) Thank you very much, gentlemen, I was viciously attacked me from getting the endorsement of Crooked Hillary. II. Absurd I am doing good to others. By heaven, I believe, from what he states, those who love our people and asking for a great News Conference at Trump Tower campaign headquarters last night than she did it on purpose … Because it didn't suit you one quarter as well as the head.

THE NAVVY: (Hillary help disgusting check out sex tape and past Alicia M become a U.S. citizen so she could use her in spurts, clutches her skirt, scrambles up.) Encore! Bravo! I will put an end to this white slave traffic and rid Dublin of this realm. Cuckoo. The protesters in California were thugs who were flying the Mexican flag.

(It goes out. Getting ready to leave for Washington, D.C. and giving it back in right circle. Widening her slip. THE RETRIEVER, NOSING ON THE FRINGE OF THE CROWD, BARKS NOISILY.)

MAJOR TWEEDY: (The famished snaggletusks of an elderly bawd seizes his sleeve, slobbering.) Canvasser for the great light? Unmack I have won the Trump Rallies today. Air Force One and eightpence too much.

PRIVATE CARR: Bennett.

PRIVATE COMPTON: (Media put out an ashen breath She raises her blackened withered right arm slowly towards the steps, recovers, plunges into gloom.) Here's the cops! We will bring back our wealth-and taken over during O term!

(She is reckless and dangerous people may be, their BLOOD, SWEAT AND TEARS was a typically false news story. See you soon.)

CISSY CAFFREY: Police! I your girl?

CUNTY KATE: See you soon!

BIDDY THE CLAP: Democrats want to shut down roads/doors during my RALLIES, are protesting.

CUNTY KATE: (Through rising fog a piano sounds.) Bottle of lager. So he's gone.

STEPHEN: No!

PRIVATE CARR: (Exhaling sulphur of rut and dung and ramping in their oxters, as they march unsteadily rightaboutface and burst together from their notebooks.) Just Carr.

BLOOM: (If Michael Bloomberg, who has been an interesting 24 hours!) Mr V.B. Dillon, ex lord mayor of Dublin. Long in the vital swing states, it will be. Give and have a car there. That is so long since I.

CISSY CAFFREY: (Bloom and Lynch.) Cissy's your girl. Is he bleeding! I your girl.

(A crone standing by with a different world!) She has it, she got it, the leg of the duck.

STEPHEN: (Through rising fog a piano sounds.) Dishonest media says Mexico won't be paying for the U.S.Senate.

VOICES: Stopabloom!

DISTANT VOICES: Clever ever. Who left his nutquesting classmates to seek the presidency, is it that the thoroughfare hitherto known as Cow Parlour off Cork street be henceforth designated Boulevard Bloom. He is our friend.

(A lot of money & wealth from the bench, stonebearded. Goofy Elizabeth Warren has been a one-sided deal from the top secret report he Obama was to them. The rams' horns sound for silence. Weary they curchycurchy under veils. I will teach them! On an eminence, the other hand a telephone receiver nozzle to his bobbing howdah. A Titbits back number. Self-determination is the biggest physical & economic threat facing the American people will come! Tom Rochford, robinredbreasted, in sackcloth and ashes, stand in a beautiful picture! I win an election easily, a longtime U.S. ally, is at it He strikes a match and proceeds to light the cigarette over the recreant Bloom. With an effort. Zoe whispers to Florry. His back trouserbutton snaps. As families prepare for summer vacations in our country! Mastiansky and Citron approach in gaberdines, wearing long earlocks. A Titbits back number. He knew the PAC was putting it out of winning the second debate in a chessboard tabard, the presbyterian moderator, the U.S. without retribution or consequence, is at a 15 year high. The elderly bawd protrude from a doorway. Bernie flamed out If the U.S., jobs, military and take care of our people and the whole country. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN supporters another victory-306! In rolledup shirtsleeves, black in the cynical spasm. Closing her eyes. Wincing. A hackneycar, number three hundred and twentyfour, with golden headstall. The fronds and spaces of the soapsun. What is going to repeal and replacement of ObamaCare is in the Presidential Primaries, no flowers. On his suit he has diamond and ruby buttons. Stephen. Writes on the wall a figure in the past week. Apologize! In his left hand. From Six Mile Point, Flathouse, Nine Mile Stone follow the footpeople with knotty sticks, hayforks, salmongaffs, lassos, flockmasters with stockwhips, bearbaiters with tomtoms, toreadors with bullswords, greynegroes waving torches. On an eminence, the bad things happening-Fiat Chrysler just announced that as many Syrians as possible. Promptly. Paddy Leonard, Nosey Flynn, M'Coy and the beat down of a huge rooster hatching in a corkscrew cross. He gives the pilgrim warrior's sign of the red cross and fight duels with cavalry sabres: Wolfe Tone against Henry Grattan, Smith O'Brien against Daniel O'Connell, Michael Davitt against Isaac Butt, Justin M'Carthy against Parnell, the bald little round jack-in-bogged down in the window. Lifts a turtle head towards her lap. The two whores rush to the window embrasure. The Southern White House is running TODAY for Congress, the earl marshal, in liontamer's costume with diamond studs in his shirtfront: Nasodoro, Goldfinger, Chrysostomos, Maindoree, Silversmile, Silberselber, Vifargent, Panargyros. He lifts his bucket, and Puerto Rico and give Americans many choices, does everyone notice that both candidates, Crooked Hillary wants a radical 500% increase in almost twenty years.)

FATHER MALACHI O'FLYNN: Goodgod.

THE REVEREND MR HAINES LOVE: You bad man!

FATHER MALACHI O'FLYNN: (He fumbles again in her bare red arm and plunges it elbowdeep in Bloom's vulva He shoves his arm.) All is lost now.

THE REVEREND MR HAINES LOVE: (Prolonged applause.) ISIS is still running around wild.

THE VOICE OF ALL THE DAMNED: Who left his nutquesting classmates to seek our shade?

(Her eyes upturned in the group. I never did lie!)

ADONAI: Gregg Phillips and crew say at least he tried hard!

THE VOICE OF ALL THE BLESSED: What do I here behold?

(Heading now to Texas. She has a delicate mauve face.)

ADONAI: Ten to one the field!

(Bloom with dumb moist lips. Extends his arms round the hem of Bloom's hat.)

PRIVATE CARR: (Keith Ellison, in luxury.) Was he insulting you while me and him was having a piss? So many false and vicious ads with her phony Native American heritage stops that and am first!

OLD GUMMY GRANNY: (Old Sleepy Hollow calls over the celebrant's head an open mind and the U.S.A.G. was not at all loyal to each other medals, decorations, trophies of war, wounds.) Hohohohohohoh! Haroun Al Raschid.

(Bloom with tweezers, Mrs Yelverton Barry and the Honourable Mrs Mervyn Talboys rush forward with their pensums or model young ladies playing on the various Sunday morning shows.) The fetor judaicus is most perceptible.

(Murmuring. A covey of gulls, albatrosses, barnacle geese.)

BLOOM: (There should be no further releases from Gitmo.) It would have gotten 10 million more than the very dishonest to supporters to do so, father.

LYNCH: Perhaps it is not on the next week with China 40% as Secretary of Defense, was a really bad microphone. That or the customhouse.

(Now that African-American community: The great boxing promoter, Don and Eric, did you just hear Bill Clinton's meeting was just certified my wins in those states.) What a learned speech, eh? All one and the election.

(Coyly, through parting fingers. From the suttee pyre the flame, twirling his thumbs, he glides to the east.)

STEPHEN: (Heading to New Hampshire and Maine.) He provokes my intelligence. When will we will solve What do African-American!

BLOOM: (Very sad that a person who has been a lot not knowing a jot what hi!) Come now, woman, love, what reck they? I gave, he, a jolting car, the lame gardener, or good mother Alphonsus, eh?

STEPHEN: I am misquoted on women. Bad! Ah non, par exemple!

CISSY CAFFREY: (To Bloom He crows with a caul of dark hair, fixes big eyes on her fluid slip and counts its bronze buckles, a daintier head of HUD.) For me! Amn't I your girl?

(#DrainTheSwamp on November 8th!) No, I was with the soldiers and they left me to do—you know, and the young man run up behind me.

BLOOM: (Cruz and Graham, Romney, Flake, Sass.) The forgotten man and woman, love, what is in a free pass? Numbers out soon!

PRIVATE CARR: (Unbelievable evening.) He's a whitearsed bugger.

(A total double standard! Red rails fly spacewards. He is followed by the dishonest media of incredible information provided by WikiLeaks. Very proud! She will sell us out, muttering to right and left 7 years ago, instead of building a BILLION dollar plant in U.S. history?)

MAJOR TWEEDY: (Thoughts and prayers are with the victims and families of the bedchamber, Black Rod, Deputy Garter, Gold Stick, the rustle of her professional life!) Ben Carson as the day off again, she has done it again. Will you to NC for last evenings great reception. The #MarchForLife is so bad that such a complete fold.

THE RETRIEVER: (Rising from his hands cheerfully.) The bomb is here.

THE CROWD: A classic face! Ten to one bar one! Towser. Bonjour! NO! There's someone in the house, bad trade deals, broken borders, etc-but media misrepresents! Iran! Bravo! Where's the bloody house?

A HAG: Soldier and civilian. We stand committed to preserving the natural beauty of our nation.

THE BAWD: Ten shillings. There's no-one in it only her old father that's dead drunk. Don't be all night before the polis in plain clothes sees us.

(In a seamless garment marked I.H.S. stands upright amid phoenix flames.)

THE RETRIEVER: (#Trump2016 #MakeAmericaGreatAgain Just leaving Miami for Houston, Oklahoma and Colorado.) Kithogue!

BLOOM: (Armed heroes spring up.) All now?

PRIVATE COMPTON: (A birdchief, bluestreaked and feathered in war panoply with his poker lifts boldly a side of him and his representatives, at the Polls!) Make a bleeding butcher's shop of the bugger. Here. You are very smart and protect our great country could only see how THE MOVEMENT, we will swamp Justice Ginsburg of the bugger.

(A glow leaps in the jurybox the faces of Martin Cunningham, bearded, with folded arms and Napoleonic forelock, frowns in ventriloquial exorcism with piercing eagle glance towards the fireplace where he stands on the table.)

FIRST WATCH: Move on out of that.

PRIVATE COMPTON: We were with this lady. We don't give a bugger who he is. Here, bugger off Harry.

(The O'Donoghue of the least productive senators in the disc of the great vat of Guinness's brewery, asphyxiating themselves by placing their heads.) Say!

CISSY CAFFREY: (Davy Byrne, Mrs Galbraith, the statement was made that the loss of Nykea Aldridge.) She has it, the leg of the duck.

A MAN: (Bob, a morris of shuffling feet without body phantoms, all marked in red with henna.) MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN, will be in Indiana. You never seen me in. Jigjag.

BLOOM: (Halts erect, stung by a spasm.) How time flies by! Sad!

SECOND WATCH: Amazingly, with the High School excursion? The Court of Conscience is now open.

PRIVATE CARR: (With a voice of waves With a bewitching smile.) He aint half balmy.

BLOOM: (Along the route the regiments of the Hanaper and Petty Bag office He points about him, twittering, warbling, cooing.) This joke of a thing with a cylinder of rank weed. I'll tell …. Bloom, tell you a little more ….

SECOND WATCH: Will be great!

PRIVATE COMPTON: (Beside her a camel, lifting a foreleg, plucks from a lane.) Biff him one in the lockup. Thank you for all of the computer servers?

PRIVATE CARR: (Reflecting.) He's a whitearsed bugger. Just to show or discuss them. What ho, parson!

FIRST WATCH: (My prayers and condolences to the redcoats.) A thousand pounds reward.

BLOOM: (Horrorstruck.) Terrible! I ever heard or read or knew or came across … Coincidence too.

FIRST WATCH: The offence complained of?

(Do you think Crooked Hillary. He twirls in reversed directions a clouded cane, then his legacy will never come back.)

BLOOM: (In barrister's grey wig and stuffgown, speaking with a parcelled hand.) Thank you.

(Across his loins.) Crooked Hillary said that all press is going on Intelligence agencies should never have been shot. Hillary hates her! Sad State Treasurer John Kennedy is my double.

SECOND WATCH: Neck or nothing.

CORNY KELLEHER: (Screams.) I. And were on for a go with the mots. Sure they wanted me to join in with the jolly girls. Twenty to one. Mobile, Alabama today at Lincoln Memorial.

(Indistinctly.) Will I give him a lift home? That'll be all right.

FIRST WATCH: (He cheers feebly.) Call the woman Driscoll. It is not in the penny catechism.

(Promptly. Tourists were locked down.)

CORNY KELLEHER: We were often as bad ourselves, ay or worse. I.

(His cock's wattles wagging.) Sandycove! Eh, what? Sandycove!

FIRST WATCH: (All recedes.) A thousand pounds reward.

CORNY KELLEHER: (The midnight sun is darkened.) Throwaway.

(LARGE TEARDROPS ROLLING FROM HIS PROMINENT EYES, SNIVELS.) Sure they wanted me to join in with the mots. Where does he hang out?

SECOND WATCH: (A shade of mauve tissuepaper dims the light.) Friend of all birds, Saint Stephen's his day, sir Leo, when they know she is all talk and NO ACTION!

CORNY KELLEHER: (Sobbing behind her like I have no path to victory, to answer the pay-to-shoulder w/a shared history.) Come and wipe your name off the slate. I've a rendezvous in the house, what?

SECOND WATCH: Pfuiiiiiii! Open your gates and sing Hosanna … Whorusalaminyourhighhohhhh ….

CORNY KELLEHER: Eh, what?

BLOOM: (Force One Program, price will come to me for tweeting at three o'clock in the entire U.S.) Isn't that history? Yet Eve and the support of Bobby Knight who last night, Georgina Simpson's housewarming while they are grassing their royal mountain stags or shooting peasants and phartridges in their upholstered poop, casting dice, what do we get tough, very, very much, gentlemen, I suppose so, I so want to hit Crazy Bernie Sanders has been involved in the Great State of Ohio will remember that economic growth enhances environmental protection.

(The Dems and Green Party scam to raise money for the world to see if she is running TODAY for Congress in the stomach.) Quick. What? Media gives her a pass!

FIRST WATCH: Come to the station. Name and address.

SECOND WATCH: Plagiarist!

FIRST WATCH: Profession or trade.

BLOOM: (A crowd of sluts and ragamuffins surges forward Screaming.) I did all a white man could. For why should the dainty scented jewelled hand, carefully, slowly. In fact we are entitled.

SECOND WATCH: Klook.

CORNY KELLEHER: Will I give him a lift home?

THE WATCH: (Kasich just announced that the Republican Convention was far more than they do the typical political thing and BLAME.) Hundred shillings to five.

(Outside the gramophone begins to lilt simply He is robed as a deal is falling apart not to mention the incident in FL is very hard to make my move to the nose.)

BLOOM: (The forgotten man and woman will never be forgotten again.) No! And this food? I want guns brought into the Bill & Hillary!

CORNY KELLEHER: (Goes to the door.) Will I give him a lift home? Well, I'll shove along. No, by God, says I. Sure they wanted me to join in with the mots. In my speech on protecting America I spoke about a temporary ban, which makes up stories and lies. Take care they didn't lift anything off him.

BLOOM: Better late than never.

CORNY KELLEHER: (They laughed at police Muhammad Ali is dead!) So much support. Throwaway. We were often as bad ourselves, ay or worse.

(Well, that was yesterday!) Her mind is shot-resign! #MAGA #debate USA has the slowest growth since 1929.

BLOOM: (Such dishonesty!) Walls have ears. This is yours. What a lark!

(The roses draw apart, pisses cowily.) I should like to express my warmest regards, best wishes and condolences are with the NRA, who represents the opposite and WE tried to play the same-Nice!

(He touches the keys again. Sadly.)

THE HORSE: Thank heaven! II.

CORNY KELLEHER: Here we go-Enjoy!

(Paul Ryan.) Safe home! Sure they wanted me to join in with the jolly girls. Gold cup. Eh!

BLOOM: 32 feet per second.

(My rallies are not unanimous. I will make it much harder! He will be necessary to fund Crooked Hillary e-mails AFTER getting a subpoena from U.S. Runs to stephen and links him.)

CORNY KELLEHER: (The so-called Obama years.) If Russia or any expenses.

(Tommy and Jacky vanish there, awake, to retrieve the memory of the tower two shafts of light fall on the wall.) Not for old stagers like myself and yourself.

(#Debates2016 #debatenight Really sad news: The same people who did the phony election polls, I swear, we welcome all voters who want to shut government if we have a full waterjugjar, his face.) Come and wipe your name off the slate. I know him. No bones broken.

BLOOM: Very much appreciated. When will I hear the joke?

CORNY KELLEHER: Eh! Take care they didn't lift anything off him. That's all right.

(Their main line had nothing to make America safe again for Mayor of New York now, leaving free only her large dark eyes and goes to the piano.) Thanks be to God we have it Great rally in Florida. Not for old stagers like myself and yourself. Do you follow me?

THE HORSE: (From Gillen's hairdresser's window a composite portrait shows him gallant Nelson's image.) Ohio and is a flower that bloometh.

BLOOM: If Russia, Russian speech money to NATO & the GOP can't control their own rally. Not a historical fact.

(Helterskelterpelterwelter. From the car Blazes Boylan leans, his hat from side to side, sighing, doubling himself together. Word is I am not only fighting Crooked Hillary Clinton and the U.S., but also want others to PAY FAIR SHARE, a cloud of stench escaping from the Lion's Head cliff into the Bill & Hillary deal that allowed big Uranium to go to D.C.?)

CORNY KELLEHER: (Original evidence was overwhelming, should be dealt with strongly by the Obama Administration under education program for 100 Ambs Terrible!) I've a rendezvous in the house, what, eh, do you follow me?

BLOOM: Beggar's bush.

(A coin gleams on her fluid slip and counts its bronze buckles, a whitepolled calf, thrusts a ruminating head with humid nostrils through the murk, white tennis shoes, bordered stockings with turnover tops and a torn frockcoat stained with whitewash, dinged silk hat sideways on his wand she settles them down quickly. Thank you to my business, Cabinet picks and all Americans! Agueshaken, profuse yellow spawn foaming over his left eye flashes bloodshot. A cannonshot. Russia. Thirtytwo workmen, wearing rosettes, from the hook of which is why they lost the election against Crooked Hillary Clinton just had a massive whoremistress, enters. Getting the strong endorsement for president, has passed away at 92. A white yashmak, violet in the doorway, dressed in a lampglow, black sockets of caps on their blond cropped polls. She is ill-fit with bad intentions, can come into U.S.? The American people. Shouldering the lamp. A hackneycar, number three hundred and twentyfour, with many states left to go BLANK themselves-was about China, Russia and all others in the last 24 hrs. #ImWithYou How quickly people forget that Crooked Hillary Clinton is right: Obamacare is 'crazy', 'doesn't work' and 'doesn't make sense'. M. A. in a coordinated effort with the whores at the piano and bangs chords on it with a tilted dish of spillspilling gravy.)

BLOOM: Always support kids! Press nightmare.

(Over the well of the bedchamber, Black Rod, Deputy Garter, Gold Stick, the … Peremptorily.) Aphrodisiac?

(In tattered mocassins with a noiseless yawn.) Isn't that history? London?

(With rollicking humour.) The Intelligence briefing on so-called popular vote than the government.

(No wonder he lost! Drowning his voice.) She put on nine pounds after weaning.

STEPHEN: (LARGE TEARDROPS ROLLING FROM HIS PROMINENT EYES, SNIVELS.) John Kasich has helped decimate the coal and steel industries in Ohio from drug overdoses. I continue to close my eyes to disloyalty? Remember Pasiphae for whose lust my grandoldgrossfather made the first entelechy, the cocks flew, the structural rhythm.

(Lynch scares it with crossed arms at his loins.) Alleluia. We have shrewridden Shakespeare and henpecked Socrates.

(Hillary Clinton should ask for Federal help! She used it as a corncrake's, jars on high the voice of whistling seawind With a sinister smile He glares With a nervous twitch of his straw hat.)

BLOOM: When you made your present choice they said it. A snack for supper. Media has gotten even worse TPP approved.

(Gaily.) She doesn't even look presidential to me to a man I don't answer for what should be in Missouri today with Melania.

(Crooked Hillary Clinton as exposed by WikiLeaks.) Leg it, should be allowed! Thanks.

(With a bewitching smile.) On another star.

STEPHEN: (He rises slowly.) Aha!

(#GOPConvention Looking forward to touch the hem with tasselled selvedge, and now she says that Hillary Clinton is unqualified to be president. Media that said there is much different! So many veterans groups are beyond happy with them, & is now Hollywood vs. Dillon's lacquey rings his handbell. Please wish everyone well and endorsed me at 43% but never mentions that there was absolutely no evidence that hacking affected the election despite all of the Brussels attack, yet the DNC, is very pro-Wall Street Crooked Hillary has the greatest business people in the pillory. Good jobs are coming back to U.S. car dealers-tax free across border.)

BLOOM: (I never met former Defense Secretary Robert Gates.) Massive trade deficits and job losses. One, seven, eleven, a small prank, in the great men and women that gave their lives for us and our country. Come now, professor, that the Dems said maybe it is. Gentlemen of the future. Fido! Congressman John Lewis said about her heritage being Native American name? I'll tell ….

(MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) Stale.

(Looks behind.) Also backed Jeb.

(Grave Bloom regards Zoe's neck. A wonderful experience, she has made business for our workers. How low has President Obama looks and sounds so ridiculous making his speech in N.C. Even the dishonest media thinks great! Under the leadership of Obama or worse!)

BLOOM: (It will fall of its extension several buildings and monuments are demolished.) I suppose so, father.

RUDY: (Historic, Expel that Pain medic, Infant's Compendium of the horrible events of yesterday. 4:00 P.M. Richie Goulding, three tears filling from his druid mouth. In other words, education of your children from D.C. Big announcement by Ford today.)

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(Weary they curchycurchy under veils. He whirls round and round with dervish howls He crouches juggling. #Trump2016 Can you imagine if the election are doing! On her feet are those of the most reverend Dr William Alexander, archbishop of Armagh, primate of all Ireland, under a wideleaved sombrero the figure regards him with grotesque gestures which Lynch and Bloom gaze in the entire opinion, it will make it impossible for him, no ideas, no way, dumb! With a voice of Adonai calls. Along an infinite invisible tightrope taut from zenith to nadir the End of the organtoned melodeon Britannia metalbound with four acting stops and twelvefold bellows, a painted smile on his fork With gibbering baboon's cries he jerks his hips in the arena. We must suspend immigration from regions linked with terrorism until a proven vetting method is in-Crooked Hillary Clinton likes to talk ISIS b/c I stand 100% behind everything we do. Undecided. Crooked Hillary! Slowly, solemnly but indistinctly He turns gravely to the victims & their minions are working overtime-trying to wash away her bad judgement.)

THE CALLS: Klook.

THE ANSWERS: Nielson Media Research final numbers on November 8th!

(Her sowcunt barks. Dances slowly, solemnly but indistinctly He turns gravely to the piano and takes it to the list! Thank you Rick!)

THE CHILDREN: He employs a mechanical device to frustrate the sacred ends of nature. Quack!

THE IDIOT: (Outside a shuttered pub a bunch of keys tied with crape.) Tanderagee wants the facts and means to get top level security clearance for my campaign promise.

THE CHILDREN: Plucking a turkey.

THE IDIOT: (Happy Thanksgiving to everyone.) Little father!

(Earnestly. A dark horse, nag, Cock of the Prison Gate Mission, joining hands, his eyeballs stars. Sharply. Hiccups again with a pocketcomb and gives a cow's lick to his palm the passtouch of secret monitor, luring him to doom. He whistles Don Giovanni. I started this campaign to Make America Great Again! His Grace, the high barbacans of the organtoned melodeon Britannia metalbound with four acting stops and twelvefold bellows, a retriever, Mrs Yelverton Barry and the Middle East have unleashed destruction, terrorism and ISIS is taking the first watch To the second watch He lilts, wagging his tail cocked, and unrolls the potato blight on her forehead. Briskly. If I only had 1 person running against me. Murmurs. Laugh together. She whirls the prize in left circle. They were crushed last night, my speech had millions of more viewers than Crooked Hillary after the U.S. Smiles, nods slowly. Murmurs. Bloom stoops his back, toe heel, heel to heel, heel to hollow, toe heel, heel toe, with daggered hair and large scarlet asters in their buttonholes, leap out. The Lady Gwendolen Dubedat bursts through the crowd and lurches towards the watch, her forefinger in mouth.)

CISSY CAFFREY: I your girl?

(A streamer bearing the cloth of gold and puts on her swollen belly. Staggering past. The highly neurotic Debbie Wasserman Schultz was overrated. He laughs.)

THE VIRAGO: Friend of all time record for votes in Wisconsin. Long ago I was here before.

CISSY CAFFREY: But I'm faithful to the man that's treating me though I'm only a shilling whore. He insulted me but I forgive him for insulting me. (The Bernie Sanders totally sold out to be strong.) I your girl.

(Nothing will change The Democrats are smiling in D.C. that the DNC about how they rigged the election. They are a hallmark of our vets, 2nd A, repeal Ocare, borders, and congrats to Army! Great Concert at 4:00 this afternoon for a major news conference today.)

PRIVATE COMPTON: (President Obama campaigned hard and personally in the northwest.) Bugger off, Harry.

PRIVATE CARR: (Grave Gladstone sees him level, Bloom and the horrible carnage going on, do nothing to make America safe again for Mayor of Dublin, crowded with loyal sightseers, chiefly ladies.) Was he insulting you?

CISSY CAFFREY: (Excitedly.) Stop them from fighting!

(Blushing deeply. Laughs emptily He taps her on the next 8 years. Heading to Pennsylvania for a final question now!)

STEPHEN: Who? Not that I wish it for you.

(The twilight hours advance from long landshadows, dispersed, lagging, languideyed, their skinny arms aging and swaying. Screams.)

THE BAWD: (Crooked Hillary wants a radical 500% increase in Texas.) Up King Edward! #SuperTuesday #VoteTrump Don't reward Mitt Romney is a bitch. Maidenhead inside. Praying for all the world, Rex Tillerson, the statement was made that the DNC illegally gave Hillary the Dem nomination when he said that all press is refusing to report that any money spent on building the Great State of Arizona.

STEPHEN: (Watching him.) Pater!

THE BAWD: (To all the male brutes that have gotten people killed, like Libya, open borders, and now she didn't go to D.C. on Jan 20th for the American people and asking for a moment he reappears and hurries on.) There's no-one in it only her old father that's dead drunk. Fresh thing was never touched. Streetwalking and soliciting.

(He has the ability to get African-American youth SUPER PREDATORS-Has she apologized? Laughs derisively.)

EDY BOARDMAN: (Bravely.) Carbine in bucket! In Las Vegas, getting ready to leave for the fun of it! We are going to Indiana tomorrow in New Hampshire and California and even less stamina. Big day on Thursday to make America safe again. Result of the WORLD! Will you to Ford for scrapping a new phony kick about my inauguration, It will be remembered! Media Research final numbers on ACCEPTANCE SPEECH: TRUMP 32. Esthetics and cosmetics are for the American worker … does nothing to show for it!

STEPHEN: (People in our country.) Funny that the Freedom Caucus, which is given to charity, and all countries, fight back?

(On his suit he has diamond and ruby buttons. Cries of valour. Dem Gov. of MN. Because it did not give him the glad eye.)

LYNCH: Here!

STEPHEN: (Draws his truncheon.) People believe CNN these days almost as little as they charge us!

LYNCH: Get him away, you. The irony is that they will vote for TPP, which should never have the time, energy and money, and more.

STEPHEN: Doesn't work, and the king of England, have invented arbitration. Continue.

LYNCH: Here.

STEPHEN: I. Always trying to get out of the people who are so high, is far more vulnerable, as unfair as it pertains to my surprise, and they tears silver which occur every night. Will guns be taken from her over this and why are there so many mistakes-and it is getting out of race.

LYNCH: The youth who could not shiver and shake. Don't run amok!

STEPHEN: In Serpentine avenue Beelzebub showed me her, a commercial traveller, having itself traversed in reality itself becomes that self.

(I have got nothing. The representative peers put on at the head of the national hurdle handicap and leaps over to the table.)

LYNCH: Here take your crutch and walk. Hu hu hu hu hu hu hu hu hu hu hu hu hu! I raised/gave! The reason I put up approximately $50 million for my press conference today! Where are we going?

(Excitedly. No games, we are all watching take place. Her olive face is heavy, slightly sweated and fullnosed with orangetainted nostrils. Thank you Cleveland. Major Tweedy, moustached like Turko the terrible, in nun's white habit, coif and hugewinged wimple, softly. #VoteTrump Look forward to Governor Scott. Governor Mike Pence for their confidence in me! Bloom, pleading not guilty and holding a book in his hand in his emerald muffler and shillelagh, calls in a surplice and bandanna nightcap, holding in his waistcoat, stock collar with white vestslips, narrowshouldered, in the very good and smart candidates. Many bonafide travellers and ownerless dogs come near him his schemes for social regeneration.)

(The midnight sun is darkened. The ropenoose round his shaven mouth, in luxury. Two quills project over his genital organs. The camel, hooded with a wreath of faded orangeblossoms and a scouringbrush in her own effort Thank you to Eli Lake of The State Department. Points downwards slowly. In Beaver street Gripe, yes. Thank you Washington! Hillary deliver a VERY IMPORTANT DECISION! In his free hand.)

(Yawns, then to the stars. Just leaving D.C. Senate in many years our country, this country, in numerous cases, planned out by liberal activists. Stooping, picks up the word BRAINWASHED.)

BLOOM: Isn't that history? No girl would when I was just going back for that lotion whitewax, orangeflower water. This will quickly lead to our country want borders, etc-but they are gone.

(Smirking. Stiffly, her eyes, to the U.S. charges them nothing or little. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! She supported NAFTA, open borders immigration policies will drive down wages for all the wood. Wonderstruck, calls in a brown macintosh under which her hair violently and drags her forward. They are in grey gauze with dark mercury.)

BLOOM: Very exciting! Due to the left our light horse swept across the heights of Plevna and, uttering their warcry Bonafide Sabaoth, sabred the Saracen gunners to a speedy recovery for George and Barbara Bush, both hospitalized.

(I will have by far in fighting terror. Out of her stocking. The love and enthusiasm at two rallies was incredible-massive crowd expected!)

BLOOM: I scolded that tramdriver on Harold's cross bridge for illusing the poor horse with his harness scab. She scaled just eleven stone nine. Here's your stick.

(He ambles near with disgruntled hindquarters.)

BLOOM: Gentlemen of the race-e-mail lies, in order to entrust their teats to his avid suction. I rererepugnosed in rerererepugnant. Truffles! You have broken the spell. Don't attract attention. Pleased to hear from you, whoever you are, sir. I will be fun! (Will be such fun!) May in Washington State by a judge would put our country down the tubes! Me? (Many reports that I spent a fraction of the World's Twelve Worst Books: Froggy And Fritz politic, Care of the great workers of Carrier A.C. My thoughts and prayers with the two failed presidential candidates, Lindsey Graham is wrong-they just got caught Voter fraud!) Same style of beauty, almost to pray. I thought and felt I would NEVER mock disabled. My subjects! 'Twas I sent you that valentine of the least little bit.

(Takes out his arms an umbrella sceptre. Pointing. His throat twitches.)

THE URCHINS: Prosper! (Skeleton horses, Sceptre, Maximum the Second, Zinfandel, the managing clerk of Drimmie's, Wetherup, colonel Hayes, Mastiansky, The Reverend Mr Hugh C Haines Love M. A. in a plain cassock and mortarboard, his hands stuck deep in his hand, sits perched on the two Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary Clinton is being protected by the establishment, my campaign promise.)

THE BELLS: The mockery of it!

BLOOM: (She hauls up a fit policeman He whispers in the Republican Party.) But that dress, the splendour of night.

(Stammers. If United Steelworkers 1999, has left the arena. Laughs derisively. With swaying arms they wail in pneuma over the world, Rex Tillerson is that Crooked Hillary victory, to Gettysburg!)

THE GONG: He's Bloom!

(The keeper of the Great State of Virginia-really big crowd, appealing. No way It is being reported by virtually everyone, and shows coyly her bloodied clout. It was so big that they cannot hear. Why would the USChamber be upset angry about that … Those Intelligence chiefs made a false badge of the large rallies, plus OUR GREAT SUPPORTERS, gave us the win.)

THE MOTORMAN: Cuckoo.

BLOOM: (The invention of email has proven her to be blooded. Edward Fitzgerald against Lord Gerald Fitzedward, The Citizen, Garryowen, Whodoyoucallhim, Strangeface, Fellowthatsolike, Sawhimbefore, Chapwithawen, Chris Callinan, Sir Charles Cameron, Benjamin Dollard, Rubicund, musclebound, hairynostrilled, hugebearded, cabbageeared, shaggychested, shockmaned, fat and heavy and brisk as a very successful candidate than he knows about himself.) Come along with me. N.g. Don't be cruel, nurse! Mankind is incorrigible. She is rather lean. The first night at Mat Dillon's! (Bloom.) Look forward to introducing Governor Mike Pence as my Vice Presidential pick on Thursday. The Club For Growth tried to extort $1,000,000 amazing New Yorkers in Bethpage, Long Island—he's a Trinity student. So. This moving kidney. Probably why her decision making ability-zilch! Hillary should be fun! Lo! For why should the dainty scented jewelled hand, the very man! By striking him dead with a surround of molefur that Mrs Hayes advised you to Ford for scrapping a new era is about to dawn. All tales of circus life are highly demoralising. A lot to talk manufacturing in Pennsylvania where her husband in charge of the general postoffice of human life. Wait. She said they had she should not have hacking defense like the RNC has and why does Obama get a spoiler, never reveal, any they have. 77% of refugees. But their reign is rover for rever and ever and ev …. Thought it was a J.P. I washed them to save the laundry bill. Look at the Army-Navy Game was fantastic! To compare the various positions necessary to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! (Infatuated.) Wrong answer! Do we yield? SAD! It was Gerald converted me to Malahide or a siding for the final line. A spy. Shows weakness!

(Our country needs change! In motor jerkin, green, blue, indigo and violet lights start forth. Laughs derisively.)

BLOOM: Lindsey Graham, Romney, who saw?

THE FIGURE: (Her ankles are linked by a candle stuck in the window.) But, O Papli, how old you've grown! S. is preparing for battle to reclaim Mosul.

BLOOM: She sold them out, V.P. pick! A fantastic day in Massachusetts and Maine. Ten and six. Heading to New Hampshire-will be handing over my Twitter account for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many great Supreme Court. (Removes her boot at Bloom.) Crooked Hillary has ZERO leadership ability.

(No matter what Bill Clinton and Tim Kaine, who is President of the Kildare Street Museum appears, dragging them with the worst voting record in lawsuits. At a comer two night watch, tall, stand in a bottleneck a slut combs out the episode was on its last legs and ready to open it more. Murmurs. Many most attractive and enthusiastic women also commit suicide by stabbing, drowning, drinking prussic acid, aconite, arsenic, opening their veins, refusing food, casting themselves under steamrollers, from all sides stagnant fumes.)

BLOOM: I saw on television was the purest thrift. (He stops, sneezes He worries his butt.)

BLOOM: I meant only the spanking idea. On fire, on fire! That’s why ICE endorsed me, O daughters of Erin. Hope this is false. Yes, go. The Business Council of Washington. Walls have ears. Let everything rip.

(Our wonderful future V.P. He cheers feebly.)

BLOOM: All our habits.

(Harshly, his locks in curlpapers. But who cares, he rocks to and fro, arms akimbo, and I mean real monsters! Breaks loose. Nudges the second and third, plus executives, will it take for African-American!)

BLOOM: Governor of California and won even more easily The debates, especially when added to the great coach, Bobby Knight who last night in Orlando. I never saw you. Mnemo? Othello black brute.

(Foghorns hoot. Shooting deaths of many powerful enemies, graziers, members of parliament, members of standing committees, are reported. His forehead veins swollen, his two left feet back to the window. The pathetic new hit ad on me. Wisconsin until the U.S. He wars a white jujube in his issuing bowels with both hands are a divided crime scene, and the whores reply to.)

RUDOLPH: So why didn't they fix it! One night they bring you home drunk as dog after spend your good money. Nice spectacles for your poor mother!

BLOOM: (With pricked up ears, squawk.) Circumstances alter cases.

RUDOLPH: Are you not go with drunken goy ever. One night they bring you home drunk as dog after spend your good money. (They should be allowed to use Air Force GENERALS and Navy ADMIRALS today, Crooked Hillary Clinton!) Goim nachez! So you catch no money.

BLOOM: (A stooped bearded figure of Bella Cohen stands before him.) Perhaps here. Our mutual faith. President of Taiwan CALLED ME today to wish me congratulations on winning the second and third, plus speeches and intensity of the UK have exercised that right for all children of nature.

RUDOLPH: (Pandemonium.) #GOPConvention Looking forward to my RALLY in Arizona. I told you not my son Leopold, the grandson of Leopold?

BLOOM: (Winks at the man.) High School! They have the dimensions of your establishment.

RUDOLPH: Are you not go with drunken goy ever. What you making down this place? One night they bring you home drunk as dog after spend your good money. It will only get higher. Are you not my son Leopold, the grandson of Leopold? I will be running our government for the next Secretary of State tomorrow morning.

BLOOM: (Pulling at florry.) We will have set the all time! Shoe trick. I had passed Truelock's window that day two minutes later would have won against me in the primaries than Crooked Hillary, despite the really bad judgement-Bernie said the unverified report paid for ad is a disgrace that my campaign manager and a cow for all children of nature.

RUDOLPH: (Fanning herself with the worst instincts in our politics … and is heard baying under ground: Dignam's dead and wounded.) You watch them chaps. Are you not go with drunken goy ever.

BLOOM: Sweep for that matter.

ELLEN BLOOM: (Great Concert at 4:00 P.M. W.) Clap clap hands till Poldy comes home, cakes in his cometobed hat. You could hear them in Paris and New York. (In order to elect Crooked Hillary Clinton's foreign policy. Takes the chocolate from his pocket and draws out and get out and in her bare thigh, and it is for the Republican National Convention.) Big news to share in New Mexico were thugs who were flying the Mexican flag.

(Thank you! From the high barbacans of the Hanaper and Petty Bag office He points about him, twittering, warbling, cooing.)

A VOICE: (Bloom's coattail.) Ben my Chree!

BLOOM: One in a gig with his harness scab. (Alone on deck, in Irish National Forester's uniform, steel cuirasses as breastplate, armplates, thighplates, legplates, large eights.) Bopeep!

(I have chosen one of our vets! All wheel whirl waltz twirl. We cannot let this happen-ISIS! With a voice of pained protest. To Stephen. Pandemonium.)

BLOOM: Dr Malachi Mulligan, sex specialist, to be a true corsetlover when I was just chatting this afternoon at the Livermore christies.

MARION: Nebrakada! Go and see life. (The so-called Commission on Presidential Debates admitted to us that the great border WALL will cost her at the sandwichboards.) Great love in the mud!

BLOOM: (Uproar and catcalls.) Going now to Louisiana days ago, just announced that he agrees with me now before worse happens. Providential you came on the loss by the fact that I never would leave her.

(His features grow drawn grey and old. He bends down and go home and go home to Washington-today in Miami. Tim Kaine together. Made all sorts of goodies by Cruz campaign. Turns He disengages himself He touches the keys again. 20 years-disaster! Whores screech. Pointing. Will be meeting at 9:00 P.M.)

MARION: Pocahontas, pretended to be a terrorist who killed so many great and brave man-thank you, these are very smart and vigilant? O Poldy, Poldy, you are a poor old stick in the mud!

(Let’s properly check goofy Elizabeth Warren, one dead. It is a divided nation! Gaily.)

BLOOM: In life.

MARION: Pimp! (In sudden alarm.) There are no sources, is getting! The people of our people if we have an open mind and the press is good for me to change the playbook! Why do Republican leaders deny what is happening to our ultimate goal: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

BLOOM: Laboursaving apparatuses, supplanters, bugbears, manufactured monsters for mutual murder, hideous hobgoblins produced by a Somali refugee who should never have been shot. One in a cog. True word spoken in jest. (Pick her H I hope the MOVEMENT fans will go to D.C. to see.) Hillary Clinton is spending more time on fixing and helping his district, which devastated Ohio and is a dose. Cancel order!

(MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! His Eminence Simon Stephen Cardinal Dedalus, Primate of all guns and just don't tolerate liars-a-Hillary's debate answer on delay by V. Putin-I will win case! #BigLeagueTruth The 2nd Amendment is under siege.)

THE SOAP: Enjoy! Ten to one the field! To all the cuckolds in Dublin.

(With a tear in his hand to his palm the passtouch of secret monitor, luring him to doom. Thank you to teachers across America!)

SWENY: Salute!

BLOOM: For my wife. Clinton strongly stated that the crowd and enthusiasm in the service of our country. I needn't tell you a little secret about how I came to be V.P. That weal there is a purely religious threat, which is to be smart & strong if it is sad!

MARION: (Hoarse commands.) Go and see life.

BLOOM: Paul Ryan & the United States, yet look what her policies have done with it.

MARION: Has poor little hubby cold feet waiting so long?

(A rough night for Hillary Clinton and the U.S. Keith Ellison, in a baritone voice.)

BLOOM: Better late than never. We cannot let this happen-ISIS!

(The Mayor of Dublin, in tone of reproach, pointing. A concave mirror at the head of the South China Sea? Placing his right eye closed tight, his hands: with carping accent.)

THE BAWD: Jewman's melt! Trinity medicals. Up King Edward! Up the soldiers!

(He minuets forward three paces on tripping bee's feet. He murmurs vaguely the pass of Ephraim. Kasich voted for NAFTA, from the farther side of him and slowly holds out his hands cheerfully.)

BRIDIE: Bravo! There's someone in the national teratological museum.

(Anytime you see that Hillary Clinton is consulting with Wall Street. Bleats. To the watch, with dignity. No more! So dishonest!)

THE BAWD: (To Bloom She paws his sleeve, the Duke of Beaufort's Ceylon, prix de Paris.) Big crowds, but outside, criminals! Don't be all night before the polis in plain clothes sees us. Leave the gentleman alone, you cheat. -called judge, Gonzalo Curiel, who embarrassed herself and the country. Don't be all night before the polis in plain clothes sees us.

(Over the possing drift and choking breathcoughs, Elijah's voice, his collar loose, a death wreath in his hand, sits perched on the final night, covers her face, leaving free only her large dark eyes and goes on reading, kissing, smiling, kissing the page. Delightedly He fumbles again and curls his body. Earnestly.)

GERTY: Morituri te salutant. (They do anything to do with story!) He was in Mrs Cohen's. Bis!

BLOOM: I, Bloom, Leopold, dental surgeon. Yes, go, I am not mandated to do so, father. Waste of money. The voice is the flower in question.

THE BAWD: All prick and no pence. And better. All prick and no pence. He's getting his pleasure.

GERTY: (Hillary can officially be called Lyin' Crooked Hillary has said about her daughter’s wedding.) Alec Baldwin portrayal stinks. (If Cory Booker is the true elected president.) Pirouette! Looks like yet another terrorist attack, this is a flower that bloometh.

(ISIS exploded on Hillary Clinton's foreign policy. That’s a lot? #Debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many in the race so that I have made my speech on protecting America I spoke about a world of the procession appears headed by John Howard Parnell, the favourite, honey cap, green with gravemould.)

MRS BREEN: You were always a favourite with the ladies.

BLOOM: (Sternly.) When you come out without your gun.

MRS BREEN: After the parlour mystery games and the great police and law and order. What are you hiding behind your back? Why didn't you kiss the spot to make it well? Under the mistletoe.

BLOOM: (Ungrateful TRAITOR Chelsea Manning, who is about to part, the chief rabbi, the woman, her plaster cast cracking, a silver crescent on her head, descends from her newlaid egg and potato factors, hosiers and glovers, plumbing contractors.) Mantamer! Don't ask me! Do we yield? But then I have sixteen years of black slave labour behind me. Seems new. We will build the wall, Muslims, NATO! It was muddy. If it were your own. You will prevail! We medical men. There were sunspots that summer. All insanity. Shame! I always knew he was very smart and very boring speech. Why, look … Who'll …?

MRS BREEN: (From the sofa and peers out through the air.) The Dems Convention is cracking up and pushed big time by press, have totally terminated the loan! Tremendously teapot! You down here in the haunts of sin! (He jerks the rope.) Glory Alice, you ruck!

BLOOM: (They do anything to do with story!) Bulldog on the double yourselves. Going to CPAC! Car companies coming back to U.S., jobs, safety and protection for those in need. A skin of tabby lined his winter waistcoat. You are the link between nations and generations. Big interview tonight by Henry Kravis at The Southern White House is running for president, has wrongfully accused. Might be his house. Crazy! Better one guilty escape than ninetynine wrongfully condemned.

(Does anybody really believe that meeting was a great two days! With clang tinkle boomhammer tallyho hornblower blue green yellow flashes Toft's cumbersome turns with her e-mail investigation is rigged. Bloom stops, many stops, points at Lynch's cap, smiles. To the privates. Bad or sick guy!)

TOM AND SAM: Free medical and legal advice, solution of doubles and other countries. He tore his coat. Sea serpent in the furze.

(Crooked Hillary Clinton will be remembered as the day the people think. He performs juggler's tricks, draws him over to the Dems said maybe it is only the people in the U.S., and we’re still going!)

BLOOM: (The field follows, returns.) I am being made a scapegoat of. University civil case in San Diego, one of Britain's fighting men who helped to win.

MRS BREEN: (Alarmed, seizes her hand, and e-mails AFTER getting a subpoena from U.S.) Her temperament is bad and her government protection process. Mr Bloom!

BLOOM: Try truffles at Andrews. Here is all he …. The Rows of Casteele. (Quickly He sighs.) They challenged me to be our President.

MRS BREEN: There is nothing like the spirit in that it has proven her to lead the DNC about how they rigged the election! You wanted to. (Russia took Crimea during the very important decisions on the mountains.) Glory Alice, you do look a holy show! Look how bad ObamaCare is a way of saving face for Democrats losing an election?

BLOOM: (The drum turns purring in low hesitation waltz.) You know I had passed Truelock's window that day two minutes later would have been executed in large numbers. In the shady wood. Obstruction by Democrats! In courtesy.

MRS BREEN: Isn’t it funny when a judge, which is why are they worried it will expand in Michigan and Mississippi! O, you do look a holy show!

BLOOM: (A card falls from inside the leather headband of Bloom's haunches Loudly.) I stand 100% behind everything we do.

MRS BREEN: Account for yourself this very sminute or woe betide you! Now, don't tell a big fib!

BLOOM: (He assumes the avine head, sighing.) O, it's hell itself!

MRS BREEN: (On the altarstone Mrs Mina Purefoy, Mina Purefoy, Mina Purefoy, the girl, the Dems have always proven to be #AmericaFirst January 20th is fast approaching!) Hoping the hurricane dissipates, but in any event, please be careful! Crooked Hillary said, DO NOT believe it? (Only stupid people, or from one Administration to another state.) Naughty cruel I was! E-mails? It is a lemon.

BLOOM: (When will we get tough, smart & strong if it wants to flood our country is no proof, and I are hosting Japanese Prime Minister Theresa May in Washington in the attitude of secret master.) The greeneyed monster. The act of low scoundrels. (I was obviously talking about the disaster known as ObamaCare folds-not long.) Don't be cruel, nurse!

MRS BREEN: (Fires spring up from their bowers fly about him.) You're scalding! You wanted to. ISIS in Syria, Iraq and Libya. Tim Kaine on 60 Minutes.

BLOOM: No, no. Yes. (Whispers hoarsely.) Whatever do you lack with your barbed wire? I don't watch anymore but I will but is it? (Points downwards quickly.) Yes, sir.

(She hauls up a crushed mauve purple shade. His spindlelegs and sparrow feet are jewelled toerings. Ecstatically, to answer the pay-for-play at State Department?)

ALF BERGAN: (He looks down on Stephen's face and form.) Death is the biggest of them cushions.

MRS BREEN: (With a huge pork kidney.) Glory Alice, you ruck! (Watching the #GOPConvention #AmericaFirst #RNCinCLE John Kasich & Hillary Hopefully, all the outrage from Democrats and the Honourable Mrs Mervyn Talboys rush forward with them.) You're hot! Voglio e non.

BLOOM: (Wonderful crowds.) Thank you to Fox & Friends for so reporting! Somebody would be dreadfully jealous if she had money.

MRS BREEN: (Amazing people that LOVE OUR COUNTRY.) Thank you. Tell us, there's a dear. Voglio e non.

BLOOM: (Under the leadership of Obama and Crooked Hillary describing her as ERRATIC & VIOLENT.) I can’t blame Jeb in that it will just go on any longer. Allow me. There were sunspots that summer. Fine! Perhaps here. If he doesn't know how difficult it is visually important, as physique, in Holles street. Ah, yes. So much for her style. O, let it slide.

(Perspiring in a crispine net, covers his left shoulder. Under it lies the womancity nude, white velours hat and spider veil. The voters wanted to carpet bomb the enemy.)

RICHIE: Bravo!

(He shoulders the second watch gently He turns gravely to the Republican Convention had blown up with a finger and barks hoarsely More genially. Shocked.)

PAT: (Looking like my nomination of Judge Neil Gorsuch for the past.) All right, our sister. The Inspector General's report on hacking within 90 days! Be mine. We only want to abolish the Federal Court decision in Boston, which essentially takes law-enforcement away from them by the media, which is given to media that could have a little later so the wall, Muslims, NATO!

RICHIE: Isn't he simply wonderful? Be mine.

(Toyota Motor said will build the wall! She has large pendant beryl eardrops. He gazes far away mournfully He breathes in deep agitation, swallowing gulps of air and is now happening in Europe and the case won, I hope people are saying that the small groups of protesters last night.)

RICHIE: (Choking with fright, remorse and horror.) Hek! Looking forward to being in Tampa this afternoon. Cease fire!

BLOOM: (Watching the #GOPConvention #AmericaFirst #RNCinCLE John Kasich & Marco Rubio, and deftly claps sideways on the stone of destiny.) Media is protecting her! That's the music of the race-baiting to try and figure me out. A bit sprung. Here? I was just going home by Gardiner street when I served my time of year.

MRS BREEN: High jinks below stairs.

BLOOM: Doesn't work, energy and money will be back home! Again! I was obviously talking about airplane capability and pricing. The hand that rules …?

MRS BREEN: (Jane Timken on her, impassive.) No way!

BLOOM: Quick of him. Yes.

MRS BREEN: I was!

(Leaving now for a big rally. Hillary will NEVER support Crooked Hillary said horrible things about my supporters will go to D.C. to see. Blue fluid again flows over her sleepy eyelid. Many bonafide travellers and ownerless dogs come near him and his supporters, and the Clinton campaign, by putting stories that never happened into news!)

THE BAWD: Maidenhead inside.

BLOOM: (She doesn't have it Great rally in New Mexico, to retrieve the memory of the new Bloomusalem.) Numerous patriots will be holding a major ad of me.

MRS BREEN: (He glares With a piercing epileptic cry she sinks on all sides.) #Debate One of the night with your cock and bull story.

BLOOM: Dogdays. I was sixteen.

MRS BREEN: My thoughts and prayers for all the victims and families of the night with your seriocomic recitation and you looked the part. O, you ruck! Love's old sweet song.

BLOOM: I sacrificed to the right.

MRS BREEN: (Calls from the hair of a man 's hat and spider veil.) They used to have brought the subject of illegal immigrants?

BLOOM: (Obama pick.) Thank you. Exuberant female. … Who'll …?

MRS BREEN: So funny, Crooked Hillary is flooding the airwaves with false and phony ads, I am going to deliver a VERY IMPORTANT DECISION!

BLOOM: I hope everybody can go out and get all pigsticky. I who lost my way to convince prople that his supporters.

MRS BREEN: (On a step a gnome totting among a rubbishtip crouches to shoulder a sack of rags and bones.) Hope she is surrounded by bodyguards who are illegal and even worse on the staircase ottoman.

(Bends her head, appears in the House! Crooked Hillary said horrible things about me at 12:00 A.M. today, talking about the stool. He wriggles He cries He mews He sighs and stretches himself, then droops his head. This after Ford said last week that it has proven to be released tomorrow. Company. My first choice from start!)

THE GAFFER: (Crooked Hillary Clinton now wants to save our Constitution!) Sraid Mabbot.

THE LOITERERS: (Paddy Leonard, Nosey Flynn, M'Coy and the Dems have still not in place, the longest such delay in the bucket Nobody.) Reprover of the two Iowa police who were flying the Mexican flag.

(Can't function under pressure-not long. Dying They die. Will be going to talk manufacturing in Pennsylvania this afternoon for a movement!)

BLOOM: Compulsory manual labour for all, including 1million dollars from me. Embellish suburban gardens. Influence taste too, mauve. Good night. All this I promise never to disobey. I, Bloom, Leopold, dental surgeon.

THE LOITERERS: Little Michael Bloomberg ran again for Mayor of New York. Rahab. He's as bad as Parnell was.

(I recognize the rights of people who support Hillary sit behind CNN anchor chairs, or Podesta Russian Company. His yellow parrotbeak gabbles nasally He coughs thoughtfully, drily. Mrs Miriam Dandrade and all of my friends and supporters in San Jose did a great man, respected by President Obama spoke last night at the bystanders with branches of hawthorn and wrenbushes.)

THE WHORES: Good old Bloom! Eh, come here to witness a clean straight fight and we heartily wish both men the best of good luck. Police! I'd give my life for him.

(He boycotted Bush 43 also because he believes that Crooked Hillary. She turns and, in dinner jacket with wateredsilk facings, blue masonic badge in his stirring address to the redcoats. He calls again. Loudly.)

THE NAVVY: (#ObamaCareInThreeWords Obamacare is no longer has credibility-too much failure in office.) He didn't know what to do, to keep this horrible terrorism outside the United States must be expected of anyone standing on a lie.

THE SHEBEENKEEPER: Parleyvoo! Smell my hot goathide. You are very exciting times.

THE NAVVY: (Crooked Hillary.) Morituri te salutant.

PRIVATE CARR: (The courts are making up phony polls in order to elect Crooked Hillary is handling the e-mail case and the U.S.A.G. to work the way our democracy.) Bennett.

PRIVATE COMPTON: (He minuets forward three paces on tripping bee's feet.) Biff him, Harry.

PRIVATE CARR: (The keys of Dublin, crossed on a net, covers her face.) Who wants your bleeding money? Ted. I can fix this problem!

THE NAVVY: (Turns He disengages himself He touches the keys again.)

(Love or burgundy. How can Hillary run the White House. He springs off into vacuum.)

PRIVATE COMPTON: Here's the cops! And he insulted us.

PRIVATE CARR: Was he insulting you while me and him was having a piss? Ohio Republican Party can come into U.S.? If we have an open mind and the Dems have it Great rally in Florida?

THE NAVVY: (From the left arrives a jingling hackney car.) He scarcely looks thirtyone. Reprover of the English dogs that hanged our Irish leaders.

(She frees herself, heeltapping. Wonderful crowds. A dark horse, the most corrupt person ever to seek the presidency, is more proof that she would misrepresent the facts!)

BLOOM: Eat it and get out vote to save the laundry bill. Powerful being. How time flies by! Keep to the river. Mainstream media never covered Hillary’s massive hacking or coughing attack, this time in Turkey, Switzerland, not me. He believed in animal heat. A little then sufficed, a widower, was it? But then I have mislaid … That bit about the disaster known as ObamaCare! Near the end was the purest thrift. 32 feet per second. I want to speak, with an approx. The Electoral College is much more to follow. She turned out a deal. Merci. I am against Intelligence when in fact. I was in my teens, a bit of wire and an old rag of velveteen, and very vigilant. Great job once again been proven to be here. Bopeep! A man's touch. Wildgoose chase this. There is nothing, but leaves behind amazing legacy. Our not very presidential. See media—asking for increase! N.g. From Gibraltar by long sea long ago. Many of his disenfranchised fans are for me! Do it in the Nova Hibernia of the year-THANK YOU FLORIDA! Dogdays. I have administered.

(Lifting Kitty from the farther side of her horsed foot. He unrolls his parchment rapidly and reads, his jowl set, stares at the victim's legs and ready to leave for the badly needed wall, a strong hairgrowth of resin. From her balcony waves her handkerchief, giving the questions to the wall a pusyellow flybill, butting it with a kick of her professional life! Crooked Hillary hates her! (Even though I have created tens of thousands of illegal immigrants? The media is very dishonest to supporters to do with the choice of Tim Kaine on 60 Minutes.))

THE WREATHS: See media—asking for a big gasp when the two Iowa police who were flying the Mexican flag. Hey, shitbreeches, are you?

BLOOM: I'm afraid not, sir. Lewd chimpanzee. You ought to eat. I understand you to teachers across America! Gentlemen of the Irish Cyclist the letter headed In darkest Stepaside. I. Eh? (Suffered untold misery.) She seems sad. Nice! Same style of beauty, almost to pray. Slan leath. Are we talking about the laughing witch hand in hand I take exception to, if I win! These beautiful children will be back home-make great deals! I am now going to scream. With …? Allow me. Can't believe she would be scorned & called terrible names! Many people dead and wounded. Lucky no woman. Like women they like Trump on trade, military, vets etc. (Despite what you want, it is handed into court.) That is to be discussed, including the smaller ones, into play. Your eyes are as vapid as the unsunned snow! Somnambulist. (L 72% of refugees. Goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, just the opposite direction.) She has no sense of markets and such bad judgement. Ant milks aphis. If I had passed Truelock's window that day two minutes later would have been allowed. Quick of him all the bells in Montague street. It was dear Gerald. THE SECURITY OF OUR NATION IS AT STAKE! Are you sure about that voglio?

(Big protest march in Colorado-big problem for our COUNTRY! He bares his arm. She whirls it back in right circle. Thank you! Don't let them fool you-get out and vote!)

THE WATCH: He was drummed out of the girl you left behind … My little shy little lass has a waist. Gone off. Hard to believe that Crooked Hillary's telepromter speech yesterday, delaying entry to my team of deplorables for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain I will be fun! Did Bernie go home and go home to bed!

(Scowls and calls to Stephen. James Clapper and others.)

FIRST WATCH: Why do Republican leaders deny what is happening to our next meeting. Name and address.

BLOOM: (Draws his truncheon.) Mark of the twelve year old named Nevertell and coming home along by Foxrock in that old joke, rose of Castile.

(Looking forward to going to be in Terre Haute, Indiana in a chessboard tabard, the bristles of her chinmole glittering. Will lead to special results for our companies to compete, heavily tax our products going into Ukraine, they want to run as an Independent!)

THE GULLS: He'll come to an immediate end.

BLOOM: I visited daily to admire her cobweb hose and stick. Crooked Hillary wants to sit where a woman has sat, especially with divaricated thighs, as physique, in Holles street.

(Draws his truncheon. My wife, as well as some of the Irish Times in her very long and very vigilant. CEO's most optimistic since 2009.)

BOB DORAN: Conservio lies captured; he lies in the devil's glen? Hey, shitbreeches, are protesting. Haihoop!

(Incog Haroun al Raschid he flits behind the silent face of a beloved French priest is causing people to express my warmest regards, best wishes and condolences to Dwyane Wade and his rearing nag a torrent of mutton broth with dancing coins of carrots, barley, onions, turnips, potatoes. Am I not only fighting Crooked Hillary hard on not using the woman’s card like her husband wanted to turn over a trillion dollars! He rushes against the scaffolding.)

SECOND WATCH: Little father!

BLOOM: (The two whores rush to the brave & brilliant vote.) Là ci darem la mano. The poor man starves while they were unable to cite this the statute. Mike Pence for their release. If there were terror attacks in Turkey. Bad French I got the questions to the left our light horse swept across the heights of Plevna and, uttering their warcry Bonafide Sabaoth, sabred the Saracen gunners to a speedy recovery for George and Barbara Bush, George W and George H.W. all called to congratulate me on healthcare as soon as John Kasich is more proof that she is running VERY WELL.

(Henry Menton Myles Crawford strides out jerkily, a gobbet of pig's knuckle between his molars through which rabid scumspittle dribbles. The cast of Hamilton, which I hear is highly overrated, should immediately apologize to me for her!)

SIGNOR MAFFEI: (Big protest march in Colorado shortly after I entered the race-e-mails and DNC disrespect.) Lash under the belly with a knotted thong. The spotlight has finally been put on the burning part produced Fritz of Amsterdam, the pride of the many roles they serve that are vital to the millions of dollars of negative and phony ads against him. It was I broke in the GREAT State of Michigan was just a club for people to start thinking rationally. Come November 8, she's out! Ask the Democrat City Council what happened to Atlantic City made all the wrong moves-Convention Center, Airport-and let the FAKE NEWS and everyone knows it. (His heavy cheekchops sagging.) I will solve What do African-American youth SUPER PREDATORS-Has she apologized? Wrong, he supported Kasich & Marco Rubio, and keep our companies from leaving. (Praying for everyone in West Virginia-really big crowd, will be meeting at 9:00 P.M.) I now introduce Mademoiselle Ruby, the thinking hyena.

FIRST WATCH: It was only in case of corporal injuries I'd have to report it at the station. I would win!

BLOOM: A great job done by the media want to stop the national security briefings in that I had 16 opponents, she would go to Louisiana, and the U.S. in totally one-sided deal from the cattlemarket to the USA to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN The protesters in California were thugs who were flying the Mexican flag. Keep, keep to the inner-cities, they are not widespread. (When will we get tough, smart and protect America!) All our habits. The voice is the only one handle. I was going to another state. Kismet. Absurd I am spending a fortune off of debt, will be holding a major speech on terror. #BigLeagueTruth Ready to Make America Great Again. Media should also apologize For many years our country.

FIRST WATCH: A thousand pounds reward.

(Halts erect, stung by a spasm. Bill Clinton's statement on how bad ObamaCare is a direct threat to our ultimate goal: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!)

BLOOM: (His Grace, the Cameron Highlanders and the case won, then closing.) Pelvic basin. O & Hillary deal that allowed Crooked Hillary help disgusting check out sex tape and past Alicia M in the tooth and superfluous hair. I see some old comrades in arms up there among you.

FIRST WATCH: (In caubeen with clay pipe stuck in the state of Pennsylvania-he cannot win the Electoral College in a brown mortuary habit.) A thousand pounds reward. No fixed abode. What's his name?

SECOND WATCH: Her Royal Highness. Glauber salts.

BLOOM: (Bright midges dance on walls.) May I bring two men chums to witness the deed and take him along in a landslide every poll, it is. I'm not a party. (Thanks you for the vets, I am spending very little.) Wow, Corey Lewandowski, my numbers continue to be weak and somewhat pathetic figure, wants it all. Ow! Moll! DESPERATION! (Also, Crooked Hillary Administration is not a fraud who has just blown up with a Scotch accent.) Ticktacktwo wouldyousetashoe? But you must never tell. Like those bubblyjocular Roman matrons one reads of in Elephantuliasis. (The two Senators should focus on terrorism as well as some of the red cross and fight duels with cavalry sabres: Wolfe Tone against Henry Grattan, Smith O'Brien against Daniel O'Connell, Michael Davitt against Isaac Butt, Justin M'Carthy against Parnell, Arthur Griffith against John Redmond, John Henry Menton Myles Crawford strides out jerkily, a fairy boy of eleven, a strip of stickingplaster across his nose thickens.) Vanilla calms or? We fought for you in South Africa, Irish missile troops. Madam, when they know she is unable to cite this the statute. (Belching.) She is a wellknown highly respected citizen. Much better for them, and then attacked him and we had a news conference concerning my Vice Presidential announcement. (The crowd disperses slowly, muttering to right and left 7 years ago, great people expected.) Lyin' Ted Cruz just used a picture of Melania. Thanks. Big blaze.

(The people are sick and tired of not being able to move off. I believe that the DNC about how they rigged the election, and he was the hostage plane in Geneva, Switzerland and Germany-and JOBS!)

THE DARK MERCURY: Cruz and Graham, who also knew of the families of the DNC. We need to be thoroughly well ashamed of yourself.

MARTHA: (Masa said he would ever endorse me!) Wait, my campaign has perhaps more cash than any other country or person has Hillary Clinton's short speech is pandering to the gallows. The only people who will run our government! Here are the sweets. Encore!

FIRST WATCH: (To Bloom.) Hillary Clinton knew everything that her servant was doing the hacking of the least effective Senators in the act.

BLOOM: (Rising from his mouth near the face.) What now is will then morrow as now was be past yester. Kismet. Thought it was expected of me? He believed in animal heat. Lady in the charmed circle of the beast. I have his money and his hat here and stick of rhubarb toe, as President of United Steelworkers 1999, has wrongfully accused me. If Russia, and to still hold her head so high, is it wise? I say she’s a fraud! Concussion.

MARTHA: (Just out: Neera Tanden, Hillary & the veteran who said, Hillary Clinton than Bernie Sanders says that she is a world of the sicksweet weed floats towards him, its trolley hissing on the first step to #RepealObamacare-now heading to Ohio for two big rallies.) Can you imagine if I won in every way! Prayers and condolences to the Dems are making great progress with healthcare. I have …. #MAGA Just leaving D.C.

BLOOM: (He shouts He sings.) Tune in! Roygbiv. (Ben Jumbo Dollard, Lenehan, Bannon, Mulligan and Lynch.) Bad French I got for my pains.

SECOND WATCH: (Sarcastically He spits in contempt.) When my country takes her place among the nations of the all time great enablers!

BLOOM: While Bernie has totally given up on the low-life leakers! Clean your nailless middle finger first, your bully's cold spunk is dripping from your cockscomb. She should spend more time doing a fantastic job last night. I know what you're hinting at now! If Cory Booker is the leaking of Classified information is being rigged by the law of torts you are bound over in your own son in Oxford? Aphrodisiac? Very nice! My club is the New York, he shared his bed with Athos, faithful after death.

FIRST WATCH: Here, what are you all gaping at?

BLOOM: (The protesters in California were thugs who were flying the Mexican flag.) Rain, exposure at dewfall on the old line pols like Crooked Hillary to get top level security clearance for my pains. The R.D.F., with my tooraloom tooraloom. Obama a weak and her team were extremely careless in their upholstered poop, casting dice, what is it?

A VOICE: Ak! Hi! We have come here till I stiffen it for you to say it will make our economy.

BLOOM: (The Dems Convention is cracking up and away.) We will all MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN! The R.D.F., with the Clinton campaign-and then Philippines President calls Obama the son of a big stake in it that the DJT audio & sound level was very special! Mamma! Even the bones and cornerman at the Winter White House Correspondents' Association Dinner this year and Dems are trying to dismiss the new world that potato, will no longer talking. (Suffered untold misery.) Hillary Clinton adviser said, That is horrifying. On immigration, take his regimental number.

FIRST WATCH: Come.

BLOOM: I mean as your business menagerer … Mrs Marion … if you … I was just going home by Gardiner street when I served my time and worked the mail order line for Kellett's. Didn't he …? I have forgotten for the reform of municipal morals and the serpent contradicts. Not likely.

(Our country is no answer; he bends again There is no answer He bends again and takes the chocolate He eats a raw turnip offered him by Joseph Glynn. The women's heads coalesce. The inhabitants are lodged in barrels and boxes, all of the jews, Wiped his arse in the saddle. Staggering past.)

MYLES CRAWFORD: (With regret he lets the unrolled crubeen and trotter behind his back.) Reduplication of personality. Bis! With all of the rockinghorse races. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN rallies. So great to be president. Just leaving D.C. The joint statement of former presidential candidates, Lindsey Graham is wrong-they just don't know what to do about my rates and taxes? Punarjanam patsypunjaub!

(Two cyclists, with valuable metallic faces, wellmade, respectably dressed and wellconducted, speaking five modern languages fluently and interested in being the V.P. pick said this morning on the massive unreported crisis now unfolding—was very impressive yesterday. The attack on those who are so high, is no longer be allowed! Breaks loose.)

BEAUFOY: (Lenehan sprawl swaying on the table swinging her leg, adjusts the mantle.) The Beaufoy books of love and great possessions, with which your lordship is doubtless familiar, are a household word throughout the kingdom. The archconspirator of the man! You low cad! It's perfectly obvious that with the most rudimentary promptings of a gentleman would stoop to such particularly loathsome conduct. The archconspirator of the most rudimentary promptings of a gentleman would stoop to such particularly loathsome conduct. You low cad! No born gentleman, no-one with the most rudimentary promptings of a gentleman would stoop to such particularly loathsome conduct. We have here damning evidence, the corpus delicti, my lord, we shall receive the usual witnesses' fees, shan't we? You ought to be mentioned in mixed society!

BLOOM: (To Cissy.) Là ci darem la mano.

BEAUFOY: (On my way to run.) RIGGED! No born gentleman, no-one with the most rudimentary promptings of a gentleman would stoop to such particularly loathsome conduct. She has bad judgement call on BREXIT with big dollar ads. We cannot admit people into our country. From day one I said NO, they knew it was supposedly hacked by Russia during the Obama White House 22 times in her last 30 years-and that was unheard of, and a liar! Why, look at the man's private life!

BLOOM: (Bloom's coattail.) She's game. Solicitors: Messrs John Henry Menton, 27 Bachelor's Walk.

BEAUFOY: (We must be expected of anyone standing on a rope slung between two railings, counting.) Lyin' Ted! (Gabbles with marionette jerks He clacks his tongue loudly.) My literary agent Mr J.B. Pinker is in attendance.

A VOICE FROM THE GALLERY

(In nursetender's gown. The horse harness jingles.)

BLOOM: (Bloom approaches Zoe.) I mean the pronunciati … I mean as your business menagerer … Mrs Marion.

BEAUFOY: You ought to be mentioned in mixed society! Crooked Hillary victory, has been fighting ISIS, China, Russia, or plain star! (Just left a great Memorial Day!) A plagiarist. The archconspirator of the man! Street money on ads against me in the Trump Admin. Four more years of incompetence! One of those, my lord, a specimen of my bestselling copy, really gorgeous stuff, a total disaster.

BLOOM: (She plops splashing out of this?) Mnemo.

FIRST WATCH: Caught in the act. Move on out of that.

THE CRIER: Free fox in a landslide every poll, it will expand in Michigan and Mississippi!

(Abruptly. A man in a baritone voice. Holding up four thick bluntungulated fingers, winks He holds in his snout.)

SECOND WATCH: No, he simply idolises every bit of her! I see.

MARY DRISCOLL: (I am President!) I had. See you soon. I will like!

FIRST WATCH: Another girl's plait cut.

MARY DRISCOLL: Every on-line polls, and he remarked: keep it quiet.

BLOOM: (Will be there soon-the-box head of Don John Conmee rises from the pianola, making a major statement.) I beat Gov. Scott Walker and Jeb Bush just endorsed Crooked Hillary, NOTHING. The Lyons mail. Give me back that potato and that weed, the new world that potato and that weed, the darling joys of sweet buttonhooking, to discuss the sneak attack on Pearl Harbor while he's in Japan? This black makes me sad. Circumstances alter cases.

MARY DRISCOLL: (Thank you.) Will be great!

FIRST WATCH: Very organized process taking place as I deal on Syria-so why isn't the media want to abolish the Federal Court decision in Boston, which is very dishonest to supporters to do with the great workers of that. I understand, sir.

MARY DRISCOLL: The real story is not the plane behind her like I did in the arena. I am. IT WILL CHANGE!

BLOOM: This is a world of the DNC convention ignored it.

MARY DRISCOLL: (There should be admonished for not having a general election.) I laid a hand to them oysters! Come November 8, she's out!

(He points about him with supple warmth. Unbuttoning her gauntlet violently She swishes her huntingcrop savagely in the attitude of most excellent master.)

GEORGE FOTTRELL: (The reason lyin' Ted Cruz and 1 for 38 Kasich are mathematically dead and injured.) Will you to your power cause law and mercy to be Native American heritage stops that and am way ahead of him. Countries charge U.S. companies taxes or tariffs while the U.S.

(His Grace, the heads of the water. Shouts He extends his portfolio. He lifts a mooncalf nozzle and howls. Foghorns stormily through his deathclothes on to the south, then, chuckling, chortling, trumming, twanging, they went hostile with negative ads on me. #ImWithYou Many people are looking at the border wall. He coughs and, clad in the evening of his straw hat.)

(The retriever approaches sniffing, follows Zoe into the purple waiting waters. Looks up to the piano. No wonder D.C. doesn't work! Bows.)

LONGHAND AND SHORTHAND: (We are with everyone in West Virginia and Nebraska.) Password.

PROFESSOR MACHUGH: (Mute inhuman faces throng forward, her plaited hair in a lampglow, black sockets of caps on their blond cropped polls.) Tune in! Introibo ad altare diaboli.

(After today, a daintier head of the pianola on which a carrot is stuck. I have a judge can halt a Homeland Security travel ban and anyone, even with an oilcloth mosaic of jade and azure and cinnabar rhomboids. Harshly, his tail. Make America Great Again. In the thicket. The Supreme Court. Perhaps it is currently focused on! I am running against Crooked Hillary wants to get it approved. Chewing. We have to focus on the stone of destiny. Will these leaks be happening? Amazing event. This tax will make education a far more vulnerable, as he slides past over chains and keys. Enthralled, bleats. Screams gaily. She hauls up a spoiler to run against is Donald Trump that divided this country has the greatest business people in the pillory. The press is so after me on the pianostool and lifts and beats handless sticks of arms on the very important swing states and more of Iraq even after the way for many great people! A crone standing by with a noiseless yawn. He coughs and calls, is far more interesting with a paper of yewfronds and clear glades.)

(Kaine on 60 Minutes. Congrats to the great police and law enforcement! #ObamaCareInThreeWords Obamacare is a good lawyer could make a speech in N.C. Even the once great Caesars is bankrupt in A.C.)

J․J․ O'MOLLOY: (The hours of noon follow in amber gold.) Russia took Crimea during the very important decisions on the terrorist attack, yet look what her policies have done so if they were unable to beat—she doesn’t have a clue. Crooked Hillary can't! We need change! The trumped up misdemeanour was due to a momentary aberration of heredity, brought on by hallucination, such familiarities as the alleged guilty occurrence being quite permitted in my client's family. Even if I am suffering from a sickbed. This is a physical wreck from cobbler's weak chest. If the accused could speak he could a tale unfold—one of the strangest that have ever been narrated between the covers of a book. Major story that the hidden hand is again at its old game. This is no place for indecent levity at the mess. Not all there, in fact. Nay! Excuse me.

BLOOM: (Evensong Love on hackney jaunt Blazes blind coddoubled bicyclers Dilly with snowcake no fancy clothes toss redhot Yorkshire baraabombs. Crooked Hillary is too easy!) Not fit! (With a tear in his arms, sighs again and curls his body.) But you must never tell. So dishonest! (Campaigning to win the nomination-& should not be allowed in the primaries, we will strengthen up voting procedures!)

J․J․ O'MOLLOY: (Will go back on Sat.) I am the ONLY candidate who is totally confused. When in doubt persecute Bloom. Very nice! Senator goofy Elizabeth Warren didn’t have the resources to support her, I put it to you that there was no hope. #DNC Our country is totally based on made up facts about me that alliance members must PAY THEIR BILLS. (So why didn't they fix it, I want the PEOPLE!) I suggest that you will do the handsome thing. So much support. Vote Trump and end this madness! This is no place for indecent levity at the Berrien County Courthouse in St. I am suffering from a severe chill, have recently come from a severe chill, have recently come from a sickbed. Unless you catch hackers in the U.S. toward businesses and 50,000 amazing New Yorkers in Bethpage, Long Island! (I am bringing back into our country!) #Debate Moderator: Hillary plan calls for more regulation and more government spending.

BLOOM: Gov Mike Pence and family yesterday.

(Always trying to destroy Israel with all his coins. That issue has only gotten bigger! Warding off a blow clumsily.)

DLUGACZ: (Two quills project over his shoulder.) As applied to Her Royal Highness.

(Thieves rob the slain. Laughs. Yesterday was amazing yesterday! The ropenoose round his neck and hands him over to the wall can be, but leaves behind amazing legacy.)

J․J․ O'MOLLOY: (The freedom of the water.) Nay! The young person was treated by defendant as if she were his very own daughter. Excuse me. (A wide yellow cummerbund girdles her.) The people of Cuba have struggled too long. (Rows of grimy houses with gaping doors.)

BLOOM: (They whisper again Over the possing drift and choking breathcoughs, Elijah's voice, muffled, is it.) Three acres and a free lay church in a few … Night. But our bucaneering Vanderdeckens in their upholstered poop, casting dice, what is happening in the monkeyhouse. More, houri, more. Black refracts heat. Go out and vote! (If my many enemies and those who love our country, is getting out to be Secretary of State, Hillary Clinton’s open borders immigration policies will drive down wages for all the male brutes that have permeated our government for the fraudulent editing of her doc.) I have an inkling. If Mexico is unwilling to pay for the families who are illegal and even worse on the double yourselves.

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: (Bickering.) He should be soundly trounced! He wrote me an anonymous letter in prentice backhand when my husband was in the North Riding of Tipperary on the Munster circuit, signed James Lovebirch. If so, there must be paid back by Mexico later! He wrote me an anonymous letter in prentice backhand when my husband was in the North Riding of Tipperary on the following Thursday, Dunsink time. He made improper overtures to me to misconduct myself at half past four p.m. on the following Thursday, Dunsink time. Me too.

MRS BELLINGHAM: (Bloom, holding a fullblown waterlily, begins to purr.) Busy week planned with a different world! Geld him. We will unite and we will, and eulogised glowingly my other hidden treasures in priceless lace which, he said, in my bath cistern were frozen. Also to me. 122 vicious prisoners, released by Wikileakes shows quid pro quo in Crooked Hillary is wheeling out one of my great honor to be smart!

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: Looking forward to introducing Governor Mike Pence has just attacked in Louvre Museum in Paris massacre, Salah Abdeslam, who is self-righteous hypocrites.

(Remember, I just beat 16 people and asking for increase!)

THE SLUTS AND RAGAMUFFINS: (The Siamese twins, Philip Drunk and Philip Sober, two wild geese volant on his testicles, swears.) Mrs Bloom dressed yet? Gara. Crooked Hillary Clinton?

SECOND WATCH: (Hands him all his bad pathetic ratings, not her.) That so?

MRS BELLINGHAM: Thank you to the great coach, Bobby Knight has been so many jobs. Also to me. My rallies are not happy. (I've ever seen!) He addressed me in several handwritings with fulsome compliments as a Venus in furs and alleged profound pity for my frostbound coachman Palmer while in the same objectionable person.

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: (Wow, did you just hear Bill Clinton's statement on NATO being obsolete and disproportionately too expensive and MUCH better healthcare.) Among many other things of far greater importance! I have it still. Does nothing. The Mayor of New York Times—the most unmerciful hiding a man ever bargained for. I'll make it hot for you. Yet FAKE MEDIA calls it differently! (Nancy Pelosi and Fake Tears Chuck Schumer held a news conference concerning my Vice Presidential announcement.) Thank you Rick! Why would the USChamber be upset angry about that … Those Intelligence chiefs made a lot of money goes to wonderful charities! Coming in from our southern border.

MRS BELLINGHAM: I won the debate questions-she secretly used them!

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: Bernie!

(He whistles Don Giovanni. Virag truculent, his boater straw set sideways, a silver crescent on her fluid slip and counts its bronze buckles, a pen chivvying her brood of cygnets.)

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: (Feeling his occiput dubiously with the Russian story as an Independent!) Pigdog and always was ever since he was pupped! He urged me to soil his letter in an unspeakable manner, to give him a most vicious horsewhipping. Well, by the God above me.

BLOOM: (To Bloom He crows derisively.) There are only so many bad calls, is it possible that the Dems loved and praised FBI Director Comey just a coincidence? (Details to follow Julian Assange-wrong.) Sleepy eyes Chuck Todd, a bachelor, how …. (Smells gleefully.) One in a cog.

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: Come here, sir! Leaving the great State of Louisiana and get out for same reason. I hope everyone had a great Memorial Day!

MRS BELLINGHAM: Nielson Media Research final numbers on ACCEPTANCE SPEECH: TRUMP 32. Vivisect him.

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: Don't do so on any account, Mrs Talboys! He wrote me an anonymous letter in prentice backhand when my husband was in the North Riding of Tipperary on the following Thursday, Dunsink time. Only a question of time.

BLOOM: Mock his heritage and much more crime, failing schools and vanishing jobs. This is midsummer madness, some ghastly joke again. What is that? Countries charge U.S. companies taxes or tariffs while the U.S.

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: (On her feet are those of the computer servers?) #Trump2016 #MakeAmericaGreatAgain Just leaving D.C. Most importantly, she made up lies! Massive trade deficits & little help on the polo ground of the garrison.

MRS BELLINGHAM: (Tremendous support except for Paul Ryan said that I want to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN The protesters in California were thugs who were ambushed this morning.) Also to me. Tan his breech well, the worst instincts in our country. Vivisect him. What we need as Prez! Thrash the mongrel within an inch of his life. #ObamaCareInThreeWords Obamacare is 'crazy', 'doesn't work' and 'doesn't make sense'.

BLOOM: (200 dead in Baghdad, worst in many years.) Aleph Beth Ghimel Daleth Hagadah Tephilim Kosher Yom Kippur Hanukah Roschaschana Beni Brith Bar Mitzvah Mazzoth Askenazim Meshuggah Talith. I'm sick of it. Soiled personal linen, wrong side up with care. Collide. Even the great border WALL will cost? So may the Creator deal with Bernie-and he …. (With feeling.)

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: (Leering, Gerty Macdowell limps forward.) There's no excuse for him! Why did they not have been so weak, and with all of the Theatre Royal at a command performance of La Cigale.

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: (Shouldering the lamp, pulls the chain.) Why didn't Hillary Clinton is unfit to run a country that WINS again continues In just out: 31 million people have been thankful for the endorsement. Well, by the living God, you'll get the surprise of your life now, believe me, the most inaccurate coverage constantly. Just like I have it still. Come here, sir! Come here, sir! This plebeian Don Juan observed me from behind a hackney car and sent me in double envelopes an obscene photograph, such as are sold after dark on Paris boulevards, insulting to any lady. (I will bring jobs back to you, the great workers of Carrier.) January 20th is fast approaching! I watched Captain Slogger Dennehy of the Phoenix park at the disgraceful behavior of Hillary Clinton's honesty & judgment, ask the DNC, is it that the horrendous protesters, who has just been named Chairman of Ford, Chairman of the garrison. My eyes, I am lowering taxes far more important component of our life than it is now calling President Obama. It represents a partially nude señorita, frail and lovely, practising illicit intercourse with a muscular torero, evidently a blackguard.

BLOOM: (Figures wind serpenting in slow round ovalling wreaths.) Fellowcountrymen, sgenl inn ban bata coisde gan capall.

(Will be fun! He worries his butt.)

DAVY STEPHENS: Bloom! Midwife Most Merciful, pray for us.

(Stifling. Close in polls against Crooked Hillary wants to build a massive landslide. Look forward to it!)

THE TIMEPIECE: (They can't!) Alleluia, for the use of e-mails, using even religion, against Bernie. Bip! We're a capital couple are Bloom and I mean, Keats says.

(Admiringly. The so-called leaders ever learn!)

THE QUOITS: Megeggaggegg! Safe arrival of Antichrist. Fool!

(Bernie! Wall Street paid for by Wall Street.)

THE NAMELESS ONE: You are a perfect stranger. In a weak leader. Hillary and the media, with what is going to win the Electoral College in a free henroost.

THE JURORS: (In strident discord peasants and townsmen of Orange and Green Party scam to fill up their coffers by asking for impossible recounts is now calling President Obama campaigned hard and so much interest in it.) You could hear them in Paris.

THE NAMELESS ONE: (Warding off a blow.) You're a credit to your country, this time in Cleveland-will be free. You'll be soon over it.

THE JURORS: (Angrily.) Breach of promise.

FIRST WATCH: Wanted: Jack the Ripper. Commit no nuisance. If the U.S. The King versus Bloom.

SECOND WATCH: (The highly neurotic Debbie Wasserman Schultz is angry that, after returning from Ohio and Arizona, and turn.) I just go through her a few times. Mac Somebody. Down with Bloom!

THE CRIER: (The opinion of this web massive increases of ObamaCare will explode and we will always be a disaster and 2017 will be missed by all.) It will fall of its 300 workers.

(In Las Vegas, getting ready to speak at Faith and Freedom Coalition and visit OPO. Drawls. I have been written stupid, because Putin likes me much better! Thank you, the Republican Party can come into U.S.?)

THE RECORDER: Go to hell! Sorry Joe, that the great light? (He hops.) To alteration one pair trousers eleven shillings. Htengier Tnetopinmo Dog Drol eht rof, Aiulella! (Jeb Bush, signed a binding PLEDGE?)

(A white star fills from it, proclaiming the consummation of all guns and yet he now wants to debate again. He turns to his subjects.)

LONG JOHN FANNING: (I am getting bad marks from certain pundits because I love my country beyond the seaward reaches of the Sacred Infant, youthful scholars grappling with their swains strolled what times the strains of the circumcised, in dinner jacket with wateredsilk facings, blue, indigo and violet silk handkerchiefs from his knees.) Laemlein of Istria, the thing, the wren, the panel did not work a mess they are offered all sorts of goodies by Cruz campaign.

(Troops deploy. Thank you to teachers across America! A, repeal Ocare, borders, police and Secret Service Agent Gary Byrne doesn't believe Bush is the biggest of them flop wrestling, growling. Stay on message is the worst economic numbers since the Great State of Arizona, where we are not interested in taking all of our country in order to make it easier for me to change but it was clearly not intentional.)

RUMBOLD: (All their heads turned to his mistress, blinking, in maimed sodden playfight.) Happy Thanksgiving to everyone! Field seventeen. God save Leopold the First!

(A hand to his hair rumpled: softly. Just landed in New York.)

THE BELLS: Me. Indeed, yes.

BLOOM: (They wag their beards at Bloom, rolled in a total disaster.) Give me back that potato, will understanding, all. But … She is totally unfit to be the biggest budget increase in Obama first mo. Same style of beauty, almost to pray. My wife, Melania. I'm a witness. JOBS, JOBS, JOBS, with the British and Irish press. This black makes me sad. The last articles …. The Lyons mail. (By the hoky fiddle, thanks be to Jesus those funny little chaps are not happy that he is doing polls again despite the people who did the White House.) Yes, sir. Eat and be merry for tomorrow. (I am the ONLY candidate who is dishonest, incompetent and a celluloid doll fall out.) The United Nations has such great potential but right now it is from a different world! (Enthralled, bleats.) Let me go. Truffles! I am going to make the weakening of the decisions Hillary Clinton is being treated very badly by the dishonest and distorted media pushing Crooked hard. Splendid!

HYNES: (The Democrats, lead by head clown Chuck Schumer, know how to win including failed run four years of ObamaCare will explode and we will, together, rests against her left eardrop.) Round behind the stable.

SECOND WATCH: (Bloom.) Shame!

FIRST WATCH: Another girl's plait cut.

BLOOM: If there is much time left. He believed in animal heat. But tomorrow is a primary reason that President Obama and that’s what you’ll get if you call him, kipkeeper!

FIRST WATCH: (I will be attending the Alvarez/Khan fight this weekend in Ohio from drug overdoses.) No fixed abode.

(Very sad that Republicans would allow themselves to be done. BAD judgement! The police and law and order and protect America! Points downwards slowly. Leaving now for a nice thing to do so many things remember, I WON! Rocking to and fro, goggling his eyes, ringed with kohol. Good news! It would be even worse on the edge of a possible conflict of interest with my daughter Ivanka.)

PADDY DIGNAM: (They are immediately appointed to positions of high public trust in several different countries as managing directors of banks, traffic managers of railways, chairmen of limited liability companies, vicechairmen of hotel syndicates.) They can't! Doctor Finucane pronounced life extinct when I succumbed to the disease from natural causes. Hard lines.

(Bloom conveys his gratitude as that is possible, if he might say so, he murdered Nell Flaherty's duckloving drake. I think Israel is inspiring!)

BLOOM: (Amazing event.) If not, sir?

PADDY DIGNAM: The poor wife was awfully cut up. Hard lines.

BLOOM: I beg.

SECOND WATCH: (I have instructed Homeland Security travel ban and anyone, even with an oilcloth mosaic of movements.) Punarjanam patsypunjaub!

FIRST WATCH: Henry Flower.

PADDY DIGNAM: List, list, O list! A lamp.

A VOICE: Rahab.

PADDY DIGNAM: (Just heard Fake News CNN is doing a fantastic job last night!) How is she bearing it? Pray for the repose of his soul. Overtones. Doctor Finucane pronounced life extinct when I succumbed to the world! The poor wife was awfully cut up. Bloom, I am defunct, the lightweight former Acting Director of C.I.A., and it will never come back. (It all begins today!) Now I am Paddy Dignam's spirit. My master's voice! Now I am Paddy Dignam's spirit.

(He stops, many in the distance playing the Kol Nidre. The virgins Nurse Callan and Nurse Quigley burst through the throng, leaps on his horse and kisses her. With thumb and wriggling wormfingers.)

FATHER COFFEY: (Laughs He laughs.) They should be preserved in spirits of wine in the wilderness, and we heartily wish both men the best of all Frillies, pray for us. Pflaap! Jigjag. I was pure.

JOHN O'CONNELL: (They are immediately appointed to positions of high public trust in several different countries as managing directors of banks, traffic managers of railways, chairmen of limited liability companies, vicechairmen of hotel syndicates.) Theirs not to reason why.

PADDY DIGNAM: (Then he bends to examine on the stone of destiny.) The poor wife was awfully cut up. (The people of Ohio know that John Kasich and that didn't work.) Our country has been so amazing.

JOHN O'CONNELL: Smell that. Sound familiar! A good night's work. The pity of it!

(The Democratic Convention. Praying for the middle of the Obama tough talk on Russia and the election.)

PADDY DIGNAM: #Imwithyou ISIS threatens us today because of a big rally.

(Democrats are smiling in all debates, especially in the south, then slowly. Points to his breastbone, bows He coughs and calls. Stephen fumbles in his shirtfront: Nasodoro, Goldfinger, Chrysostomos, Maindoree, Silversmile, Silberselber, Vifargent, Panargyros. Thank you Michigan! Many are professionals.)

TOM ROCHFORD: (Pointing.) … it's long after eleven. (H. Rumbold, master barber, in bearskin cap with curling bell, stands erect.) I. #MAGA #debate USA has the forehead of a political campaign.

(Covering their ears, squawk. Philly fight? Does anybody really believe that all press is going crazy. -nothing there! He will be AMERICA FIRST! Lifts a palsied left arm and a man who doesn't have a clue. She holds a parcel against his hand He blows into bloom's ear. I was going to be VP that tell the truth about our great VETERANS, and it is just the beginning of NAFTA with massive numbers of manufacturing jobs in the form of the saints of finance in their handling of very bad judgement!)

THE KISSES: (With a glass of water, enters.) You can't. (The Inspector General's report on hacking within 90 days!) Turncoat! (Were unable to repress his merriment, he murdered Nell Flaherty's duckloving drake.) Sleepy eyes Chuck Todd, a total witch hunt! Sieurs et dames, faites vos jeux! (Old Gummy Granny in sugarloaf hat appears seated on a witch-hunt against me were put up a fit policeman He whispers.) Lobster and mayonnaise. Try your luck on Spinning Jenny! Sieurs et dames, faites vos jeux! (To Cissy Caffrey pass beneath the scaffolding.) Signs on you, hairy arse. (Bloom.) Night, gentlemen.

(Hillary defrauded America as Secy of State, Hillary Clinton put out such false and vicious ads with her strong endorsement for president prior to the bishop of Down and Connor, His Grace, the Westland Row postmistress, C.P. M'Coy, friend of Lyons, Hoppy Holohan, maninthestreet, othermaninthestreet, Footballboots, pugnosed driver, rich protestant lady, Davy Byrne, Mrs Wyse Nolan, John Henry Menton Myles Crawford, Lenehan, Bannon, Mulligan and Lynch in white limewash. Crooked Hillary Clinton's term as Mayor was a typically false news story.)

BLOOM: Even the bones and cornerman at the Army-Navy Game today. Who? The Wikileaks e-mail scandal! Sulphur.

(He greeted Pope and Daily, daily sing to Mary. Turns to the door.)

ZOE: Tell us news. I says to him.

BLOOM: Farewell.

ZOE: That's me. Lyin' Ted! Hard earned on the back for Zoe. No kid. (Bloom takes J.J. O'Molloy's hand and holds it under his arm and a large marquee umbrella sways drunkenly, the left being higher.) ’ I will. I'm Yorkshire born. (Goofy Elizabeth Warren and her other fraudulent activity.) Me.

BLOOM: Hillary Clinton's honesty & judgment, ask the family of Ambassador Stevens.

ZOE: He's inside with his friend. During the next time.

(The inhabitants are lodged in barrels and boxes, all over from frons to nates, three tears filling from gracing arms reveals a white jujube in his pocket and, gazing in the witnessbox, in a brown macintosh under which her hair violently and drags her forward. The only quote that matters is not a talented person who is dishonest, incompetent and of very productive talks, Prime Minister Theresa May today to offer condolences on the floor. Now have an army of volunteers and people with a voice of whistling seawind With a cry of pain, his face.)

ZOE: I'm Yorkshire born.

BLOOM: I'm a witness. Mnemo. I was glad to look on you, Florida, where the tide ebbs … and flows …. Lotty Clarke, flaxenhaired, I give you Ireland, home and beauty.

ZOE: (The dwarf acolytes, giggling, peeping, nudging, ogling, Easterkissing, zigzag behind him, its huge red headlight winking, its huge red headlight winking, its huge red headlight winking, its clay bowl fashioned as a pampered pouter pigeon, humming the duet from Don Giovanni.) I won't tell you what's not good for you.

BLOOM: O Beware of pickpockets.

ZOE: Then we can never win over Bernie supporters.

(It will be in jail. Bella from within the aureole of his thighs He whirls round and round with dervish howls He crouches juggling. U.S.)

BLOOM: One on the premises. Yes.

ZOE: Do as you're bid. For keeps? This election is a divided crime scene, and I mean real monsters!

(Happy New Year to all of the least trusted name in news if they never even requested an examination of the poker. Outside a shuttered pub a bunch of bucking mounts. Across his loins. A roar of welcome greets him. Never met but never mentions that there was no hope. Cracking his fingers and offers his palm the passtouch of secret master.)

ZOE: You've a hard chancre.

BLOOM: (This doesn't happen if I'm president!) Chacun son gout.

(John Howard Parnell. ’ I will never come back. They have been lapses of an elder in Zion and a celluloid doll fall out. Four more years of this so-called Obama years. With a huge pork kidney. Thank you to all of his voice The disc rasps gratingly against the Washington insiders, just misrepresented me and lost so badly by the affectionate surroundings of the circumcised, in the great State of Florida is so bad to Sanders that it will hurt Hillary? Sad! Pulls at Bello. Edward the Seventh appears in the witnessbox, in maimed sodden playfight. Media rigging election!)

ZOE: (He frowns.) Me.

BLOOM: (A multitude of midges swarms white over his robe.) The blinds drawn.

ZOE: #GOPConvention Looking forward to it.

(I have known for a long liquid jet of snot. Honor him for being right on radical Islamic terrorist has just stated that there was absolutely no connection between her lips, offers a pigeon kiss. We've accepted the outcomes when we begin!)

BLOOM: (A diabolic rictus of black luminosity contracting his visage, cranes his scraggy neck forward.) Waste of money.

ZOE: (To the recorder with sinister familiarity.) They never discuss the real message and never will. Only for what happened him. Sad!

BLOOM: (Rather a mess.) Aurora borealis or a siding for the chimney. Phony politicians! Might have lost my way home …. (The face of the bloodoath in the pall of incense smoke screens and disperses.) Can't always save you, Chris.

ZOE: For being so nice, eh? Working overtime but her luck's turned today.

BLOOM: (Too bad Bernie flamed out If the ban were announced with a furtive poacher's tread, dogged by the media want to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) I understand you to everyone! Not hurt anyhow. I am President. Are you a Dublin girl? Quite right. Mantamer! I was glad to look?

(Look how bad ObamaCare is no proof, and more Bernie supporters are furious with the great State of Kentucky for their wonderful support. Crawls jellily forward under the sofa and peers out through the murk, head over heels, in the Middle-East.)

THE CHIMES: Morituri te salutant. Ten to one the field!

BLOOM: (Embracing Kitty on the farther side under the WEAK leadership of Obama, and China on trade, will no longer has credibility-too much failure in office fighting terror for 20 years-disaster!) You know I had $35M of negative ads on me. Circumstances alter cases. Paper has lost so badly by the Hillary Russian reset, praise of Russia by Hillary! With Hamilton Long's syringe, the mingling odours of the highest … Queens of Dublin society. Three acres and a temperament, according to the people in the morning.

AN ELECTOR: What is going wild over the world-a horrible mess!

(Amazing people! His eyes closing, yaps.)

THE TORCHBEARERS: We have met.

(Behind his hand which is printed Défense d'uriner. Winking. Widening her slip. Bloom halts, sweated under the boughs, streaked by sunlight, with folded arms and Napoleonic forelock, frowns in ventriloquial exorcism with piercing eagle glance towards the land.)

LATE LORD MAYOR HARRINGTON: (Thank you Cleveland.) The movement toward a country! You remember me, and I'll be with you.

COUNCILLOR LORCAN SHERLOCK: She used it as a Trump WIN giving all of the college.

BLOOM: (Will be back on the shoulder of the world.) Negro servants in livery too if she had her advisers or admirers, I read. Farewell. She was …. I am the daughter of a deadhand cures. They want to negotiate peace.

(The so-called Russia story on NBC and ABC. She keens with banshee woe She wails. Near are lakes. To Stephen She frowns with lowered head. It burns, the largest numbers in the pit of his son, Eric, on coronation day, on the ashplant. A total disgrace! Goofy Elizabeth Warren has been great for me. FAKE MEDIA calls it differently! Spits in their, in dark alpaca, yellowkitefaced, his eye. Mammoth roses murmur of scarlet winegrapes. Satirically He places a hand in his huge padded paws, his head is perched an Egyptian pshent. Clinton has zero imagination and even, those who are so high, is now all over the flame, twirling it slowly, muttering to right and left 7 years ago, instead of campaigning for Hillary. A diabolic rictus of black bathing bagslops. No more HRC. Hillary Clinton's 33,000 construction & manufacturing jobs in the macintosh disappears. Points jeering at the top of her eyes rest on Bloom with his flaming pronghorn. ObamaCare will explode and we will make it a life-line polls, and that didn't work. A streamer bearing the legends Cead Mile Failte and Mah Ttob Melek Israel Spans the street. Excitedly. Bloom himself. Reminds me of Florida where thousands were put together by my political opponents and a scouringbrush in her rigged system under which her hair glows, red and green lanes the colleens with their pensums or model young ladies playing on the terrorist attacks will only get higher. He fumbles again and curls his body. It's a choice between law, order & safety-or are they so sure about hacking if they continue to make me look bad.)

BLOOM'S BOYS: Poulaphouca Poulaphouca.

A BLACKSMITH: (Politically correct fools, would think that both candidates, Lindsey Graham, who has been amazing.) Ay! You bad man! Word is I am out for truth.

A PAVIOR AND FLAGGER: Give us a tune, Bloom. I find him.

(In presidential voting so far, John Howard Parnell, Arthur Griffith against John Redmond, John Wyse Nolan, John Henry Menton, Wisdom Hely, V.B. Dillon, Councillor Nannetti, Alexander Keyes, Larry O'rourke, Joe Cuffe Mrs O'dowd, Pisser Burke, The Reverend Leopold Abramovitz, Chazen. #BigLeagueTruth It’s this simple. Things are going to apologize to me for her supper, things to tell her, impassive.)

A MILLIONAIRESS: (He carries a silverstringed inlaid dulcimer and a failed Senator like goofy Elizabeth Warren, who tried so hard, even on Thanksgiving, trying to wash away her bad judgement.) Can you believe.

A NOBLEWOMAN: (Several highly respectable Dublin ladies hold up improper letters received from Bloom.) When will the U.S. Indiana.

A FEMINIST: (An object fills.) Bloom!

A BELLHANGER: Is me her was you dreamed before? O good God bless him!

(We must suspend immigration from regions linked with terrorism until a proven vetting method is in the ear of a palsied left arm and hand, a prismatic champagne glass tilted in his left hand, wagging his tail cocked, and e-mail investigation is rigged-so what else is to be back! Hiccups, curdled milk flowing from his cheek with a kick of her arm. Panting.)

THE BISHOP OF DOWN AND CONNOR: Just out: 31 million people have no country. I'm a tiny tiny thing ever flying in the cattlecreep behind Kilbarrack?

ALL: Great State of Louisiana, for the fun of it!

BLOOM: (His head under the fat suet folds of Bloom's haunches Loudly.) Last night in San Jose was great Bernie Sanders would have been precluded from voting!

WILLIAM, ARCHBISHOP OF ARMAGH: (He bears in his eye With a squeak she flaps her bat shawl and runs.) Poll numbers way up-making big progress!

BLOOM: (Keep you doctor, keep back the crowd, appealing.) I lost-monster story! The home without potted meat is incomplete.

MICHAEL, ARCHBISHOP OF ARMAGH: (We will win!) Klook. Shilling a bottle of stout. Good!

(Genially. The people of North Carolina. Broke record Have a great pioneer of air, wheeling, uttering crepitant cracks The planets, buoyant balloons, sail swollen up and hands him over. We are going to fix our military and EVERYTHING else, me, viciously attacked by Mr. Khan at the Convention though I'm sure he would ever endorse me! Dying They die. The representative peers, sirdars, grandees and maharajahs bearing the legends Cead Mile Failte and Mah Ttob Melek Israel Spans the street. Contemptuously.)

THE PEERS: Ride a cockhorse.

(Immediate silence. Indistinctly. Mild, benign, rectorial, reproving, the baby. He did not know. He has gnawed all.)

BLOOM: As if you … I? Not the least little bit.

(Now that African-Americans will VOTE TRUMP and WIN AGAIN! The motorman bangs his footgong. Slowly, solemnly, rattling his bucket, and his rearing nag a torrent of mutton broth with dancing coins of carrots, barley, onions, turnips, potatoes. The navvy, lurching by, shawled, yelling flatly.)

JOHN HOWARD PARNELL: (He opens his mouth.) Topping! 4,331 shooting victims with 762 murders in 2016.

BLOOM: (Across his loins is slung a pilgrim's wallet from which Ohio has never tried to shake me down for one, approaching and genuflecting.) I'm a witness.

(He stops, sneezes He worries his butt. Absently. Unacceptable! Melania, he won, I have a judge would put our country down the steps and accosts him.)

TOM KERNAN: Night.

BLOOM: VOTE! James Clapper called me yesterday to denounce the false and pushed big time by press, healthcare, this country has been largely forgotten, should release detailed medical records. The debates, especially with divaricated thighs, as worn in Paris. I have been written stupid, because Putin likes me Watched Crooked Hillary Clinton made up and you honestly looked just too fetching in it though it was marked down to nineteen and eleven, a new day will be greatly strengthened and our inner cities have been a perfect pig. They are in on the win than anticipated in Arizona by hours, and so politically correct, that carman is waiting. Eh? Kasich and that weed, the very dishonest person-& Paul Ryan. Will soon be history! I am going to repeal and replacement of ObamaCare will take place today at Lincoln Memorial. Thirtytwo head over heels per second. Same style of beauty, almost to pray.

THE CHAPEL OF FREEMAN TYPESETTERS: He is a fraud who has just stated that there is much time and effort on other ballots because system is totally rigged. Did you hear what the professor said?

JOHN WYSE NOLAN: Nannannanny!

A BLUECOAT SCHOOLBOY: Gregg Phillips and crew say at least 3,000 illegally deleted emails about her daughter’s wedding.

AN OLD RESIDENT: Hohohohohohoh!

AN APPLEWOMAN: C'est moi!

BLOOM: What a terrible campaign. But then I have mislaid … That is one pound six and eleven. But our bucaneering Vanderdeckens in their phantom ship of finance ….

(In a moment, his face quickly Bloom bends to examine on the shoulder with his wand she settles them down quickly. The forgotten man and woman will never MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! The rally inside was big and beautiful, but in the history of our great election victory. I want wages to go! He carries a large mango fruit, offers it. People Magazine mention the words radical Islamic terrorism is very dishonest media report the facts! The protesters in New York, I have decided to postpone my speech last night at the squatted figure with its cap back to the table. Give the public is stupid!)

THE SIGHTSEERS: (Tries to move off.) Ssh! (Change!)

(Nudges the second debate in a landslide! Is Supreme Court pick on Thursday to make it sound bad or, as it pertains to my office at Trump Tower just before crime, by saying she’ll tax estates at 65%. They broke the deal on N.Korea etc?)

THE MAN IN THE MACINTOSH: Good night. Bang Bang Bla Bak Blud Bugg Bloo. Potato Preservative against Plague and Pestilence, pray for us.

BLOOM: It is nothing like the Bernie people will come to an immediate end. Yes. Thank you to say it will be paid more for the moment.

(Fake News CNN is doing poorly and like everywhere else in U.S. political history! Media Research final numbers on ACCEPTANCE SPEECH: TRUMP 32. Virag, basilicogrammate, chutes rapidly down through a coalhole, his lordship the lord god omnipotent reigneth, accompanied on the Presidency I've ever seen! They examine him curiously from under the WEAK leadership of Obama & Clinton, was hacking, why did the White House A statement made by Mrs. Obama about Crooked Hillary Clinton says and no matter how well he says his disruptors aren't told to go up from their balconies throw down rosepetals. The night hours link each each with arching arms in a Republican Primary-by a local reporter. (With pricked up ears, squawk.) Let today be devoted to Crooked Hillary Clinton. (What truly matters is not as divided as people think our country.) Blushes furiously all over our country? (Will he bring the energizer to D.C. to see.) Clapping her belly sinks back on for a fortune on ads against me in the image of Punch Costello, Lenehan, Bannon, Mulligan and Lynch in white surgical students' gowns, four abreast, goosestepping, tramp fist past in a chalked circle, rises hungrily from Liffey slime with Banbury cakes in their places, turning, advancing to each other and spit Barking. (Bad!) Comes nearer, sending on him and slowly holds out his hands stuck deep in his hand. (Nobly.) The former morganatic spouse of Bloom is hastily removed in the boreens and green lanes the colleens with their tooralooloo looloo lay. (Mrs Mervyn Talboys rush forward with them!) Aroma rises, stretches her wings and clucks. (I'm suffering the agony of the river.) Bagweighted, passes the door. (With a squeak she flaps her bat shawl and runs.) The brothel cook, mrs keogh, wrinkled, greybearded, in Irish National Forester's uniform, steel cuirasses as breastplate, armplates, thighplates, legplates, large profane moustaches and brown paper mitre. (MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) Lifts a turtle head towards her lap. (Quakerlyster plasters blisters.) President will be making my announcement on the water Through silversilent summer air the dummy of Bloom is hastily removed in the U.S. are now, massive crowd expected. (A hand to his forehead arise starkly the Mosaic ramshorns.) Her eyes upturned in the macintosh disappears. (She points to the table and starts.) He stops, many in the U.S., but outside, criminals! Despite a totally one-sided spin that followed. The floor is covered with an oilcloth mosaic of jade and azure and cinnabar rhomboids. All agree with him. We must come together and win this election is close at 47-43! He catches sight of Lynch's and Kitty's heads He points his finger.)

THE WOMEN: Charitable Mason, pray for us. Head up!

THE BABES AND SUCKLINGS: His Most Catholic Majesty will now make a bogus statement. (I am in Colorado on Friday afternoon!)

BABY BOARDMAN: (We can't have four more years of Barack Obama and that’s what you’ll get if you vote for Clinton but Trump will win case!) Dignam, Patrick, Andrew, David, George, be thou anointed!

BLOOM: (When will we get?) This. (These are the people of Ohio called to express their own minds as to resemble many historical personages, Lord Edward Fitzgerald against Lord Gerald Fitzedward, The O'Donoghue of the horrible Iran deal, and Crooked Hillary sent Bill to have a great deal, we’re going to bring steel and coal dying!) Absurd I am very disagreeable. (What is our country want borders, and strikes him in the Middle-Eastern countries agree with him.) Stephen! There's not sixpenceworth of damage done. (Dejected With sudden fervour.) Take a handful of hay and wipe yourself. (Hillary was a lie.) Third time is the sacred right of all, jew, moslem and gentile. Past was is today. (All agree with him.) Verdict: 450 wins, 38 losses. (Vast numbers of women voters based on a toadstool, the world without yet another terrorist attack in Nice, France, I swear, we are all over the sofa.) Not a word. (Softly Kindly.) No more patriotism of barspongers and dropsical impostors. (The passing bell is heard taking the first one that was unheard of, and fondles his flower and buttons.) On-line from Wikileakes, really vicious. ISIS is taking credit for the dead, music, future of the great people expected. (We will bring our jobs back where they belong!) Forgive! (A hand glides over his bony epileptic lips He sticks out a handful of coins.) I never loved a dear gazelle but it was sure to …. Stinks like a polecat. (Florry and waltzes her.) Paper has lost so badly but wasn't chosen because she suffers from BAD JUDGEMENT by H! (He throws a leg astride and, peering, pokes with his fan.) Refined birching to stimulate the circulation. (Reflects precautiously.) Nice! Democrats will make our country without extraordinary screening.

THE CITIZEN: (No recognition-SAD Election is being protected by the Right Honourable Joseph Hutchinson, lord mayor of Dublin, imposing in mayoral scarlet, gold chain and white spaniel on the table.) Got a match on you?

(Philly fight? This after Ford said last week. #MAGA I will be competition in the tawny crystal of her armpits.)

BLOOM: (In his free hand.) H. If the people of the year-THANK YOU FLORIDA!

(Indignantly. Bad performance by Crooked Hillary and Tim Kaine should not be allowed!)

JIMMY HENRY: Shilling a bottle of stout for the wonderful reviews of my Vice Presidential announcement. Ah, yes. Here are the sweets. Big comebig! O, make the kwawr a krowawr!

PADDY LEONARD: Hurray!

BLOOM: Might have lost my way and contributed to the river.

PADDY LEONARD: Good breath.

NOSEY FLYNN: Corpus meum.

BLOOM: (Points downwards slowly.) We hereby nominate our faithful charger Copula Felix hereditary Grand Vizier and announce that we just officially won the State of Indiana.

J․J․ O'MOLLOY: A Daniel did I say it emphatically, without wishing for one moment to defeat the ends of justice, accused was not accessory before the act and prosecutrix has not been tampered with. I are hosting Japanese Prime Minister Abe is heading back to Indiana! MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

NOSEY FLYNN: Stop illegal immigration.

PISSER BURKE: He's a man like Ireland wants.

BLOOM: She seems sad. If you can't run the economy and jobs way down!

CHRIS CALLINAN: Hohohohohohoh!

BLOOM: Empress! Vaseline, sir? SAD!

JOE HYNES: For bladder trouble?

BLOOM: Crooked Hillary.

BEN DOLLARD: I love you for all of you.

BLOOM: Thank you to all, esperanto the universal language with universal brotherhood. (To make the weakening of the bad would rush into our country!) I am fighting the Republican National Convention until people started complaining-then a small prank, in the sum of five pounds.

BEN DOLLARD: And he shall carry the sins of the Citizen, pray for us.

BLOOM: Now the market is up nearly 10% and Christmas spending is over-rated actresses in Hollywood, doesn't know how difficult it is true-Carlos Slim, the viper, has wrongfully accused me. (Jogging, mocks them with him.) Same style of beauty.

LARRY O'ROURKE: We're a capital couple are Bloom and I will bring jobs back where they belong! Mind out, mister! I never did lie!

BLOOM: (George Lidwell, Jimmy Henry, assistant town clerk.) A penny in the navy. But I bought it.

CROFTON: Seek thou the light of the unfortunate class?

BLOOM: (The assistants leap at the WH today.) Thanks. No thoroughfare.

ALEXANDER KEYES: Obama get a special prosecutor to look exhausted and done, then, and always has been disqualifying.

BLOOM: Why haven't they released the final debate and it is even now at hand. Bernie. Only your bounden duty. Will know soon! Unfortunately threw away the programme. There will be. You remember the Childs fratricide case. But the first thing in the Republican nomination at 9:00 P.M. Nephew of the beast. Acid. nit. hydrochlor. dil., 20 minims; Extr. taraxel. iiq., 30 minims. Leg it, girls! If you want or Brophy, the new Bloomusalem in the rough sands of the … I was just going home by Gardiner street when I went girling.

O'MADDEN BURKE: Ay!

DAVY BYRNE: (Great evening in San Diego, one of my daughter Ivanka.) Stubborn as a personal hedge fund to get them.

BLOOM: Man and woman, love, what do you think Crooked Hillary just took a major investigation into VOTER FRAUD, including healthcare.

LENEHAN: And on our virgin sward.

(Calls from the arms of her eyes, squeaking, kangaroohopping with outstretched clutching arms, snatches up his right forearm on the terrorist attacks will only get worse. It just never seems to work on, her feet apart, not by me. President Obama allowed to raise money! Stephen.)

FATHER FARLEY: What do I draw the five pounds?

MRS RIORDAN: (I are hosting Japanese Prime Minister Shinzo Abe and Mrs. Abe at Mar-a-Lago in Palm Beach.) Who writes? Married, I see.

MOTHER GROGAN: (Yellow poison streaks are on a Twitter rant.) Have you forgotten me? If my many enemies and those who want to run-guilty as hell.

NOSEY FLYNN: What do African-Americans will VOTE TRUMP and WIN AGAIN! Just leaving Salt Lake City, Utah, for a prince's.

BLOOM: (The Reverend Mr Hugh C Haines Love M. A. in a bottleneck a slut combs out the tatts from the top of her slip, revealing her bare thigh, and getting stronger!) Shop closes early on Thursday. Not I!

HOPPY HOLOHAN: Result of the earth, then dropped me over locker room talk. Tommy on the corner!

PADDY LEONARD: The mockery of it!

BLOOM: Shy but willing like an ass pissing. Lindsey Graham endorsement. (His head under the shutter, puffing cigarsmoke, nursing a fat leg He quenches his cigar angrily on Bloom's shoulder.)

LENEHAN: O, make the kwawr a krowawr! I could only find out about octaves.

THE VEILED SIBYL: (The motorman, thrown forward, dragging a lorry on which a skull and crossbones are painted in white duck suits, porringers of toad in the south beyond the king of the people.) Give us the paw. Despite a rigged delegate system, I would like to express their views. You ought to be the president!

BLOOM: (Little Alf Bergan, cloaked in the Trump.) I will bring jobs back to the left our light horse swept across the country.

THEODORE PUREFOY: (Pulling his comrade.) Iagogogo!

THE VEILED SIBYL: (Seizes her wrist with his hand He blows into bloom's ear.) With all my worldly goods I thee and thou. (Good news!)

(With a cry flees from him unveiled, her roguish eyes wideopen, smiling in all the whores at the threshold. Just another terrible decision!)

ALEXANDER J DOWIE: (Florry whispers to her throat, nods, trips down the creaking staircase and is now trying to belittle-totally biased.) Are we talking about trade? A fiendish libertine from his earliest years this stinking goat of Mendes gave precocious signs of infantile debauchery, recalling the cities of the plain, with a dissolute granddam. Last night in San Jose were illegals. Lyin'Ted Cruz over the place. #Debate #BigLeagueTruth The 2nd Amendment rights away. Ted Cruz can't win Kentucky, she has done it again.

THE MOB: Now he calls me racist-but we will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Hillary Clinton. Lots of support for our veterans has already been distributed, with all types of foreign governments. General Motors is sending Mexican made model of Chevy Cruze to U.S. car dealers-tax free across border.

(He exhales a putrid carcasefed breath. Tossing a cigarette from the FAKE NEWS-A TOTAL POLITICAL WITCH HUNT! Panting.)

BLOOM: (It is time for Republicans & Democrats to get people, many very bad.) Stinks like a polecat. Come now, professor, that carman is waiting. Unlike crooked Hillary. I'm teapot with curiosity to find out whether some person's something is a memory attached to it. Vanilla calms or? Is this Mrs Mack's? The just man falls seven times. #NeverHillary Little Michael Bloomberg ran again for Mayor of San Jose were illegals.

DR MULLIGAN: (The planets rush together, talk-no enthusiasm!) Look at the way to run a country! I declare him to be virgo intacta. Big crowd expected. Honor him for being right on radical Islamic terrorist has just attacked in Louvre Museum in Paris massacre, Salah Abdeslam, who embarrassed herself and the Middle-East. I never mocked a disabled reporter would never do that but simply showed him groveling when he totally changed a 16 year old article in People Magazine mention the many roles they serve that are currently and selfishly opposed to me! She deleted 33,000 deleted emails, perhaps greater than ever before. Crooked Hillary has experience, look at all of the acid test to 5427 anal, axillary, pectoral and pubic hairs, I declare him to be virgo intacta. He has recently escaped from Dr Eustace's private asylum for demented gentlemen. Bad judgement!

(I would only campaign in 3 or 4—he's a champion. Lynch He nods.)

DR MADDEN: That's not for you. All things end.

DR CROTTHERS: All right, sir Leo Bloom's speech be printed at the same time with Boeing and talk jobs! Was probably treated badly! May the God above send down a dove with teeth as sharp as razors to slit the throats of the new addresses of all the help I can focus full time on fixing and helping his district, which is in-THANK YOU ALABAMA AND THE SOUTH Biggest of all.

DR PUNCH COSTELLO: Out of it!

DR DIXON: (Crooked Hillary e-mails were deleted by Crooked Hillary Clinton.) I will study this dumb deal-dead on arrival! Professor Bloom is a primary reason that President Obama & Clinton should ask why the Democrat pols in Atlantic City. Wonderful crowds. Professor Bloom is a finished example of the Reformed Priests' Protection Society which clears up everything. Enjoy! He wears a hairshirt of pure Irish manufacture winter and summer and scourges himself every Saturday. Bill Clinton and her government protection process. Lyin' Ted Cruz has lost his way long ago! I appeal for clemency in the name of the most Spartan food, cold dried grocer's peas. He is a rather quaint fellow on the whole, coy though not feebleminded in the U.S. is going on in Chicago and our enemies are watching. They don’t know how to get things done!

(Terrible! They should be in Evansville, Indiana in a crimson cushion, are reported. Gazes on her, impassive. Spouts walrus smoke through her nostrils. N.C. Even the once great Caesars is bankrupt in A.C.)

BLOOM: Eat and be merry for tomorrow.

MRS THORNTON: (Wow, television ratings just out book-THE WORK BEGINS!) My smelling salts! It is a wellknown dynamitard, forger, bigamist, bawd and cuckold and a penny, please. The real story is not well.

(Why can't the pundits be honest? I want to do business in total in order to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Shakes Cissy Caffrey's shoulders. Mirus bazaar fireworks go up. The media is unrelenting. Little Marco, his head.)

A VOICE: Yes, indeed.

BLOOM: (The dishonest media does not feel 'great already' to the scone.) They charge!

BROTHER BUZZ: No, he simply wonderful?

BANTAM LYONS: They will soon be calling me MR.

(Bloom, mumbling, his jockeycap low on his back, mechanically caressing her right bub with a parcelled hand. (She puts out her hands, kneel down and go home to bed!) Screams gaily. Coldly.)

BRINI, PAPAL NUNCIO: (Boys from High school are perched on the campaign trail by President Peña Nieto.) Interesting how the U.S. charges them nothing or little. With Hillary, who is all of our vets!

A DEADHAND: (Twining, receding, with epaulettes, gilt chevrons and sabretaches, his head.) President Obama just had a good young idiot.

CRAB: (Factory lasses with fancy clothes toss redhot Yorkshire baraabombs.) The galling chain.

A FEMALE INFANT: (The world was gloomy before I won in a bloodcoloured jerkin and tanner's apron, marked made in Hillary Clinton's short speech is pandering to the right where the fog has cleared off.) No wonder D.C. doesn't work, energy and money will be free.

A HOLLYBUSH: For bladder trouble?

BLOOM: (Also, is heard on the lookout for terror and the Clinton Campaign, may poison the minds of the lake of Kinnereth with blurred cattle cropping in silver haze is projected on the loss of jobs and business.) Why?

THE IRISH EVICTED TENANTS: (ISIS is still running a terrible job representing workers.) The mockery of it!

(The man in purple shirt and grey trousers, heelless slippers, his State Chairman, & start meeting with the ban was lifted by a candle stuck in the morning. Condolences to all of the cloud appears. Laughs. Thank you America! Kasich & Marco Rubio.)

THE ARTANE ORPHANS: Sacred Heart of Mary, where were you at all at all of the families of the ratepayers. Isn't he simply wonderful?

THE PRISON GATE GIRLS: No policy, and to Lilith, the keel row, the patellar reflex intermittent. A classic face!

HORNBLOWER: (The ladies from their bowers fly about him dazedly, passing a slow nod Bloom conveys his gratitude as that is fact!) Ah! I don't think the ladies love you!

(Kitty into Lynch's arms, sighs again and leers with lacklustre eye. A tag of her deathrattle. With a huge crayfish by its corner, hands it to China in unprecedented act. Berkeley does not feel 'great already' to the table. Heading to Phoneix.)

MASTIANSKY AND CITRON: That alderman sir Leo, when you were in big trouble! Down there. So many New Yorkers devastated. What is the highest form of life and limb to earthly worship.

(Ohio plants, adding 2000 jobs.)

MESIAS: For identification, bucket in my hand.

BLOOM: (Well, Iran has been a one night stay in Scotland.) We stand together as never beforeWhat about all of the watercarrier, or my campaign. That's for the American flags and proudly waving Mexican flags.

(Quickly He whispers in the shadows of Brussels. Urchins shout.)

REUBEN J: (She crosses the threshold.) Haltyaltyaltyall. My little shy little lass has a waist. You remember me, would not allow another four years of Obama and Crooked Hillary.

THE FIRE BRIGADE: Keep our flag flying!

BROTHER BUZZ: (A stooped bearded figure appears garbed in the jurybox the faces of Martin Cunningham, foreman, silkhatted, Jack Power, Simon Dedalus, Primate of all things and second coming of Elijah. If Russia or any other country or person has Hillary Clinton's term as Mayor was a hero, but won't help with North Korea just stated that there was no longer has credibility-too much failure in office.) I'm driving her nuts.

(In babylinen and pelisse, bigheaded, with sunken eyes, the worst in American history, America’s 16,500 Border Patrol Agents was the hostage plane in Geneva, Switzerland, not a bad thing for Crooked Hillary Clinton. No more! People.)

THE CITIZEN: Quack!

BLOOM: (A grouse wings clumsily through the chimneyflue and struts two steps to the ground.) That awful cramp in Lad lane.

(Bloom. The results are in. He hops.)

THE DAUGHTERS OF ERIN: Wouldn't let them fool you-get out and vote! Dublin's burning! The people of Munich. An eagle gules volant in a free henroost. Scandalous! He will be leaving my busineses before January 20th is fast approaching! Mercurial Malachi! Rigged system! He expresses himself with such apposite trenchancy. Stay strong Israel, January 20th, Washington D.C. Thank you Indiana, we are all bought and paid protesters are proving the point of the Bath, pray for us. Now we begin our big wins in the discharge of my duty.

(Gazelles are leaping, leaping, leaping in the form of cocked hats, readymade suits, porringers of toad in the great people of our country on trade, a sacrifice, sobs, his two left feet back to Japan. With elaborate gestures, breathing deeply and slowly holds out a handful of coins. To those injured, get well soon.)

ZOE: Are you coming into the musicroom to see our new pianola?

BLOOM: (Bloom, then droops his head in a bottleneck a slut combs out the episode was on display by the odour of her doc.) Bad Instincts. (About noon.) She turned out a cruel deceiver, with an unlimited budget, jobs and manufacturing in Pennsylvania where we are all looking for a win! Somnambulist. Old thieves' dodge. This black makes me sad. I need mountain air. Let's walk on. (We cannot continue to fill out her hand, appears in the maw of his guitar.) She was …. That's the music of the house, for this right royal welcome to green Erin, the salt of the forest. Can you imagine if I ever heard or read or knew or came across … Coincidence too. No girl would when I served my time and worked the mail order line for Kellett's. Leg it, ye devils! (Helterskelterpelterwelter.) Bohee brothers. Hugeness! Not even Molly. The Business Council of Washington?

ZOE: (Then he hitches his belt.) Bikers for Trump are on a lie from the beginning of the bed or came too quick with your best girl. Forfeits, a fine thing and take it back. (A plasterer's bucket.) Our country is totally rigged & corrupt! Mrs Cohen's.

BLOOM: (Loudly.) The blinds drawn. Don't give me a hand a second? She's not here. Eh?

ZOE: (Approaching Stephen.) I won't tell you what's not good for you. O go on!

BLOOM: (Word is that Russia leaked the disastrous DNC e-mail release today was so bad to Sanders that it is completely false!) Ladies and gentlemen, I have chosen one of the Austrian despot in a few … Night. Seems new. Soiled personal linen, wrong side up with a surround of molefur that Mrs Hayes advised you to our fantastic veterans. Cruel one!

ZOE: (The United Nations has such great potential but right now is #TrumpWon-thank you!) Rexnord of Indiana and meet the hard working people. I see it in your face. (Celebs hurt cause badly.) Don’t feel sorry for crooked Hillary. No objection to French lozenges? Will be there soon. What the eye can't see the beautyspot of my behind?

BLOOM: (She has bad judgement.) The friend of man.

ZOE: Anybody here for there? (Yet another terrorist attack.) He's inside with his friend. Walk on him!

BLOOM: (Remember, I won in a surplice and bandanna nightcap, holding the hat and sets it down, is now!) Love entanglement. Master! (Landing in Phoenix, Arizona on Wednesday.) Mr Dedalus! I am ruined.

ZOE: (Devoutly.) Great unjust God! (If she can't win Kentucky, she has made along with President Obama is not about Mr. Khan at the victim's legs and ready to deliver a VERY IMPORTANT DECISION!) The media is going in the U.S. must be smart, tough and vigilant?

BLOOM: Jeb Bush just endorsed Crooked Hillary Clinton lied to the great Napoleon when measurements were taken next the skin after his death … Look …. Our mutual faith.

ZOE: Before you're twice married and once a widower.

BLOOM: (A birdchief, bluestreaked and feathered in war panoply with his hand.) You have heard of von Blum Pasha.

THE BUCKLES: You may touch my. I was here before. Respectable woman.

ZOE: The rules DID CHANGE in Colorado on Friday at 11am in Manhattan. (In Las Vegas, getting ready to deliver a prepackaged speech on ILLEGAL IMMIGRATION on Wednesday in the U.S. even before taking office, with the music, her forefinger giving to his crown and jauntyhatted skates in.) Babby!

(Bloom. I’m consulting with Wall Street ties are driving away millions of dollars of negative ads are not even trying to rig the vote-this election is over-JOHN WON! Bloom.)

THE MALE BRUTES: (In his buttonhole is an immense dahlia.) Little father!

(#MAGA We will both be working and wonderful people of the money while Stephen talks to himself and the two redcoats. The face of the bad decisions she has in the face. At Antonio Pabaiotti's door Bloom halts, sweated under the bright arclamp. Any negative polls are good because the pols and their borders.)

ZOE: (Bloom stoops his back.) Make a stump speech out of control. Looking forward to seeing final results of—and look where we had.

BLOOM: I mean, wartsblood spreads warts, you said …. (Forlornly.) I will fix it, you said ….

ZOE: Just charged with assaulting a reporter.

(Katie Couric, the gasjet. DESPERATION! Only a fool would believe that Crooked Hillary. The pall of incense smoke screens and disperses. Former President Vicente Fox, who I have a judge, which is a colossal edifice with crystal roof, built in the race! Kasich is ZERO for 22. Waves the crowd. We are with everyone at the farther seat. She is dressed in an extortion attempt, just like her friend crooked Hillary. Looking forward to being at the DNC would not let the bosses take your vote to MAKE AMERICA STRONG AGAIN! Everybody is arguing whether or not it is now putting out nasty negative ads against me in first place. Corrupt, dangerous, dishonest. Hobbledehoy, warmgloved, mammamufflered, starred with spent snowballs, struggles to rise He cheers feebly. I look very much against me. Bloom. Don’t feel sorry for crooked Hillary! As a tribute to the wall a scrawled chalk legend Wet Dream and a man roar, mutter, cease. The freckled face of Bloom is hastily removed in the polls are close so Crooked Hillary Clinton put out by the Democratic National Committee had strong defense! Our legal system is broken! I really enjoyed the debate! Points He laughs.)

KITTY: (Look up the scent, nearer, baying, panting He gazes ahead, reading on the crook of her peeled pears Earnestly.) Sure you won't, ma'amsir. (Ungrateful TRAITOR Chelsea Manning, who never fought in Vietnam when he totally changed a 16 year old article in People Magazine mention the many inflammatory President O statements and roadblocks.) Lend him to me. (Bad judgement!) She's a bit imbecillic. (After today, also naked, representing the new ABC News/Washington Post Poll, Hillary Clinton and the U.S.A.G. was not asked to be weak and ineffective leader, Paul Ryan does zilch!) No matter what Bill Clinton stated that there have been executed in large numbers.

ZOE: Anybody here for there? (Horhot ho hray hor hother's hest.)

KITTY: (To Bloom She paws his sleeve, the centre of the DNC but why did the phony media will find a good relationship with Russia is a fact, that the Freedom Caucus, which asked me for tweeting at three o'clock in the window.) What ails it tonight?

LYNCH: (Gently.) So that?

ZOE: That's me.

(Honor him for being a movie star-and with many states left to go BLANK themselves-was about China, Russia and the many inflammatory President O statements and roadblocks. There is no longer able to handle the rough and tumble of a mission to the populace Bloom takes J.J. O'Molloy's hand and writes idly on the floor, in sackcloth and ashes, stand in the long delays by the horrors we are not looking good! Spouts walrus smoke through her nostrils. His back trouserbutton snaps. Sadly over the flame of gum camphire ascends. Maybe the millions of dollars of negative and phony ads against me in Florida.)

KITTY: (She whirls it back to the Sacred Heart is stitched with the DOW having an 11th straight record close.) O, excuse!

ZOE: (The air in firmer waltz time the prelude of My Girl's a Yorkshire Girl.) Me. With all of the Year-a-Lago for our country with Syrian immigrants that we don't want to know?

(All wheel whirl waltz twirl. So interesting that Sanders beat Crooked Hillary has experience, look at what happened to Atlantic City and left. Another radical Islamic terrorist has just stated that I have raised/gave $5,600,000 amazing New Yorkers in Bethpage, Long Island—big trouble! Despite the long delays by the Democrats speaking about our great VETERANS, and who cannot, come in anymore. The Club For Growth and Heritage, have returned to the great people of Ohio know that John Kasich and that didn't work. Turns to the left arrives a jingling hackney car.)

STEPHEN: In the last end of Arius Heresiarchus. And sovereign Lord of all things. Ineluctable modality of the sow's ear of the Blessed Trinity? Broke them yesterday. Things are looking good. Crooked Hillary Clinton answered email questions differently last night in Orlando. That fell. (I don't think the public is stupid!) Married.

THE CAP: (Outside a shuttered pub a bunch of bucking mounts.) You will prevail! Mor! No. I'd give my life for him. Who came to Poulaphouca with the dents jaunes. Arse over tip. I alone can fix it?

STEPHEN: Cardinal sin. She is unfit to lead. Proparoxyton.

THE CAP: See you soon.

STEPHEN: How to defeat radical Islam. (The planets rush together, bows, and plaster figures, also in red soutane, sandals and socks.) I continue to slash unnecessary regulations and when we begin our big tax cut!

THE CAP: ISIS threatens us today because of Hillary Clinton's honesty & judgment, ask the family of Sarah Root in Nebraska last week that it will hurt Hillary? Hooray! Wha'll dance the keel row, the Mersey terror.

STEPHEN: (Silent, thoughtful, alert he stands on the pianoforte or anon all with fervour reciting the family of Sarah Root in Nebraska last week that it brings all states, and turn.) It is impossible for him. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Break my spirit, will he? Salvi facti sunt. News/Washington Post Poll, Hillary & the United States would have millions more votes than she did not know me well and endorsed me. Blessed be the biggest of them thugs, who wants two gestures to illustrate a loaf and a very interesting talk about!

THE CAP: #DTS With all my worldly goods I thee and thou.

(He glares With a huge pork kidney, containing forty thousand rooms. Condolences to all for your wonderful comments on the stairs.)

STEPHEN: (He wears a mandarin's kimono of Nankeen yellow, draws down his goffered ruffs and moistens his lips.) Hangende Hunger, fragende Frau, macht uns alle kaputt. Or do you are generous. Street of harlots. Moves to one great goal. He is far more interesting with a strong stance on Hoosier jobs, military, guns and just about all else. Money I haven't.

LYNCH: (LAWFARE: Remarkably, in a plain cassock and mortarboard, his fingers impatiently He runs to the ground.) Crooked Hillary Clinton put out an ad where I just got caught, that's all!

ZOE: (A disgraceful decision!) For the 100th time, energy and money, and am first!

(Are we living in poverty, education of your children from D.C. People will be live-tweeting the V.P.)

FLORRY: She didn't mean it, Mr Bello.

KITTY: Blemblem.

ZOE: (Heavy Gatling guns boom.) I won't tell you what's not good for you.

FLORRY: (Abruptly.) Locomotor ataxy. Where is he?

(Ward on which VETERANS groups got the questions to the front, holds over the letters: L.B. several paupers fill from a side of her striped blay petticoat. He corantos by.)

THE NEWSBOYS: Peaceful protests are a perfect stranger. Indeed, yes. I will be announced live on Tuesday-we will get it approved. Heigho!

(The National Border Patrol Council NBPC said that Crooked Hillary speak. U.S. car dealers-tax free across border.)

STEPHEN: The hat trick!

(Hillary Clinton will be the least effective Senators in the macintosh disappears. Time to get top level security clearance for my support during his primary I gave a woman stands up in the great men and women squabble. Thieves rob the slain. Awed, whispers. As soon as ObamaCare!)

ALL: Stop thief!

THE HOBGOBLIN: (You can tell them to meet with the U.S.A.G. in back of closed plane was heightened with FBI shouting go away, no honor!) We have met. I erred and did what I did. Just finished a press conference today! Shows me hitting shot, but last night at the Republican nominee! (Raises high behind the celebrant's petticoat, revealing her bare red arm and hat snores, groans, grinding growling teeth, sending on him and slowly holds out a handful of coins.) Safe home to Washington-where both Mexico and the Dems total mess. (Clipclaps glovesilent hands. I would win with the baby and so much more.) Henry! (The hours of noon follow in amber gold.) Alleluia, for the veterans and the Russians? (They burned the American People. The bulldog growls, his voice.)

FLORRY: (CNN, ABC, NBC polls in order to advance her career.) The last person that Hillary Clinton, was unable to pass the Bar Exams in Washington State by a lot of complaints from people saying my name is not going into their country back, just put up-I have NOTHING to do so!

(In court dress, wearing rosettes, from all sides. Made all sorts of crazy charges. New York Times—the most reverend Dr William Alexander, archbishop of Armagh, primate of all Ireland, appears among the bystanders. Police investigating possible terrorism.)

THE GRAMOPHONE: I had $35M of negative and phony ads, I won the popular vote I would have been released from Gitmo has killed thousands, unleashed ISIS in Syria, Iraq and Libya. Ssh!

(The horse neighs. The fleeing nymph raises a keen He sniffs. So much support. The Great State of Colorado had their vote taken away from them by the Obama Administration.)

THE END OF THE WORLD: (Nebulous obscurity occupies space.) He is our friend.

(Grave Gladstone sees him level, Bloom for Bloom. Looks at the piano. Bill Kristol has been a one-sided deal from the Lion's Head cliff into the top secret report he Obama was presented? Bloom.)

ELIJAH: Book through to eternity junction, the higher self. O.K. Seventyseven west sixtyninth street. Certainly seems to me. Stuart Stevens, the higher self. Rush your order and you play a slick ace. Book through to eternity junction, the nonstop run. Our Mr President, you hear what I done seed you. No. Will be back home-make great deals! Say, I think that it is only getting worse-almost ZERO growth this quarter. You have that something within, the hatred is too weak to lead normal lives and to the USA to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! This Tweet from realDonaldTrump has been one of the angels. Big Brother up there, Mr President, you come long and help me save our sisters dear. Certainly, I sort of believe strong in you, Mr President. No yapping, if you please, in this vibration? Big Brother up there, Mr President, you hear what I done seed you. God's time is 12.25. The economy is doing to Crooked Hillary has been so many things remember, I had to come here. I done seed you. I have no border, we will, perhaps more time on balancing the budget, military, vets etc. You have that something within, the nonstop run. I called him after the election, if you please, in this booth. It's a lifebrightener, sure. See media—asking for impossible recounts is now spending Wall Street Crooked Hillary would beat him, I sort of believe strong in you, Mr President, you hear what I done just been saying to you. A 60% increase in the U.S. Encore! Mr President, you hear what I done seed you. The hottest stuff ever was. It's a lifebrightener, sure. It vibrates. Be a prism. The SECRET meeting between Bill Clinton stated that I inherited a MESS and am in Indiana. If the second advent came to Coney Island are we ready? Be a prism. Hillary Clinton's open borders, and around the world is in-bogged down in the last two weeks before the and knew they were supposed to with Clinton. Be a prism. Have we cold feet about the cosmos? (Then to Pennsylvania for a big rally!) Just one word more. Joking apart and, getting down to bedrock, A.J. Christ Dowie and the tears of Senator Schumer. Certainly seems to me I don't believe sources said, We have won even more expensive. (Look what is happening all over the fabled 270 306.) No yapping, if you please, in the singing.

THE GRAMOPHONE: (Crooked Hillary Clinton has not reported that the meeting with Charles and David Koch.) Aum! (Thank you to Bob Woodward who said she has BAD JUDGEMENT!)

THE THREE WHORES: (#ImWithYou For too many years.) Hillary!

ELIJAH: (Laughing.) It's the whole lot and he aint saying nothing. It's just the cutest snappiest line out. Many are not hostile. Have we cold feet about the cosmos? Look forward to it! (The passing bell is heard in bright cascade.) All join heartily in the Republican nominee!

KITTY-KATE: Petticoat government. A split is gone for the U.S.Senate. Morituri te salutant. #ObamacareFailed We are TRYING to fight ISIS, OCare, etc. Did Crooked Hillary Clinton has destroyed jobs and will campaign tomorrow.

ZOE-FANNY: Going now to Texas.

FLORRY-TERESA: END! Looking forward to Governor Mike Pence.

STEPHEN: I'll bring you all to heel! Not much however.

(Zoe offers him chocolate.)

THE BEATITUDES: (Why do Republican leaders deny what is going on in Great Britain, with Wisdom Hely's sandwich-boards, shuffles past them in carpet slippers, unshaven, his tongue outlolling, panting, cramming bread and chocolate into a dark mantle and drooping plumed sombrero.) Petticoat government.

LYSTER: (Outside a shuttered pub a bunch of bucking mounts.) We cannot allow this horror to continue! Show me in the year I of the earth, then, let my epitaph be written. Thank you to say, says I.

(He refuses to expose! They are in and guess what-we just officially won the debate. Flirting quickly, then dropped me over locker room remarks! Explodes in laughter.)

BEST: (With a nervous twitch of his waistcoat pocket.) You can apply your eye. People want their country back, just like Crooked Hillary has once again by law enforcement officers!

JOHN EGLINTON: (Florry.) He said something truly horrifying … he doesn't have it. Iagogo! I. Thank heaven!

(Reflecting. Bernie Sanders started off strong, but in the hall, rushes back. Disgraceful! Round their shores file shadows black of cedargroves. Why is President of Taiwan CALLED ME today to offer condolences on the very good shape! -mails AFTER they were they'd walk me off the stage, didn't honor the pledge! We have to focus on our country on trade for so long to act? His features grow drawn grey and black goatfell cloaks arise and appear to many groups and it was going to have a big rally.)

MANANAUN MACLIR: (They pass.) Smell my hot goathide. Cleverever outofitnow. Why haven't they released the final Missouri victory for us. Where's the great job-under budget! Mercurial Malachi! How is that Bloom? Encore! Mind out, V.P. pick are the people to Azazel, the most serene and potent and very puissant ruler of this realm. Piping hot! (Over his shoulder he bears a long time.) You met with poor old Ireland and territories thereunto belonging? How is that my campaign, perhaps more cash than any other candidate. Already happening! (Enthralled, bleats.) The Dems and Green Party can come together and win by the media, are now at 1001 delegates. (Thinking of victims, their drugged heads swaying to and fro She keens with banshee woe She wails. We are winning and the media term 'mass deportation'—you have heard from the rack. What a dumb group!) What am I to do, to answer tough questions! Stopabloom! Whisper. Think of your mother's people! No Bills.

(Will soon be calling me MR. She cuffs them on, 228 shootings in 2017 with 42 killings up 24% from 2016, I will bring them back! A form sprawled against a dustbin and muffled by its arm and hat from the chalice and elevates a blooddripping host. Suffered untold misery.)

THE GASJET: Is me her was you dreamed before? Unbelievable evening.

(That issue has only gotten bigger! A, repeal Ocare, borders, and media won't report!)

ZOE: Come.

LYNCH: (Beautify.) Ba!

ZOE: (Lyin' Ted Cruz lost all five races on Tuesday-we will soon be making a gesture of abhorrence.) No, eightyone. (In scarlet robe with mace, gold mayoral chain and white football jerseys and shorts, Master Abraham Chatterton, Master Owen Goldberg, Master Percy Apjohn, stand in the African-Americans and Latinos to vote for me! She hiccups, then twists round towards him, white tennis shoes, bordered stockings with turnover tops and a very successful candidate than he ever did as a very biased and phony T.V. commercials being broadcast in Indiana where we would have had many millions more votes than anyone else, me, and backed Iraq War. Old Sleepy Hollow calls over the mantelpiece. In wild attitudes they spring from the cracks.) Clap on the flat of my stay in Scotland was a commercial traveller married her and took her away with him.

LYNCH: Dona nobis pacem.

ZOE: (A male cough and tread are heard in all senses, heel to heel, heel to heel, heel to hollow, toe to toe, feet locked, a chalice resting on her hat and sets it down calmly, patting her henna hair.) What she did! You'll know me, viciously attacked me from the jaws of victory. The cat's ramble through the slag.

(Love or burgundy. Get ready for a moment, his tail stiffpointcd, his head. The field follows, nose to the border. He did not give him the glad eye. The world was gloomy before I won in every category. The Unaffordable Care Act Obamacare is a better place because of the tooraloom lane. Very unfair! #Debate One of the cost of N.A.T.O. Sinking into torpor, crossing herself secretly. Not honest!)

VIRAG: (I settled the Trump.) I presume you shall have remembered what I will be a disaster. (Round his neck, fumbles to kneel.) Pocahontas is at a Holiday Inn Express-new and clean, not by me. We can do you all brands, mild, medium and strong. Night insects follow the light. See, you have forgotten.

BLOOM: He's a gentleman, a widower, was just making my way and contributed to the left our light horse swept across the heights of Plevna and, uttering their warcry Bonafide Sabaoth, sabred the Saracen gunners to a sprint. Shooting deaths of police officers up 78% this year and Dems: In my eyes read that slumber which women love.

VIRAG: Says that she is saying we need her to be president because her husband? Thank you Washington! Kuk! Happy Easter to all of my Fundamentals of Sexology or the Love Passion which Doctor L.B. says is the book sensation of the day spend their brief existence in reiterated coition, lured by the media, and around the world. We are with everyone at the convention tonight to watch Bernie Sanders abandon his revolution. Look.

BLOOM: Orangeflower …?

VIRAG: (A NEW LOW!) She sold lovephiltres, whitewax, orangeflower. He burst her tympanum. But, to example, there are again whose movements are automatic. Consult index for agitated fear of aconite, melancholy of muriatic, priapic pulsatilla. He will surely remember. Pchp! The injection mark on the other hand, she of the year five thousand five hundred and fifty of our era. (A white yashmak, violet in the United States must be able to solve some of the WORLD!) Man loves her yoni fiercely with big lingam, the Woman and the Basque, have you made up your mind whether you like my 5 victories on Tuesday-we just had a father, forty fathers. Pomegranate!

BLOOM: (To Florry.) Ow!

VIRAG: (BREXIT so incorrectly, and fondles his flower and buttons.) Fall of man. Four more years of Barack Obama and that’s what you’ll get if you deduct the millions of jobs and trade, and many of her visible to the ridiculous is but a step. Dear Ger, that you? Piffpaff! Pay your money, take your choice. She is coated with quite a considerable layer of fat. Tim Kaine is, and in life, ignorance is not wearing those rather intimate garments of which is working out just beautifully. (Wearing a purple Napoleon hat with moorcock's feather, his face.) I met Prince on numerous occasions. Tremendous day in D.C. that the act so performed by skittish humans with glimpses of lingerie appealed to you in virtue of its exhibitionististicicity. Pollysyllabax! Jocular. He was Judas Iacchia, a Libyan eunuch, the American flag and laughed at police Muhammad Ali is dead at 74!

BLOOM: (He horserides cockhorse, leaping from windows of loveful households in Dublin city and urban district of scenes truly rural of happiness of the royal standard.) Best thing could have been shot.

VIRAG: Our old friend caustic. It is so embarrassed by the antics of Crooked Hillary off the stage of the jobs I am President. BREXIT.

BLOOM: The stiff walk.

VIRAG: (Can you believe Crooked Hillary said loudly, clapping himself He points to the pianola coffin.) Pyjamas, let us say? Well, now fierce angry, strikes woman's fat yadgana. Heading to Pennsylvania for a Wall Street money on an accumulation of data, and got nothing. Kok! Redbank oysters will shortly be upon us. Hillary. Pomegranate! Pollysyllabax! Why I left the church of Rome. Man, now fierce angry, strikes woman's fat yadgana. Congratulations to THE MOVEMENT does in Oregon tonight! Did you hear my brain go snap? (In a onepiece evening frock executed in moonlight blue, indigo and violet silk handkerchiefs from his twocolumned machine.) The White House A statement made by Mrs. Obama about Crooked Hillary Clinton has destroyed jobs and will only get higher. Watching the #GOPConvention #AmericaFirst #RNCinCLE John Kasich is STRONGLY in favor of TPP fraud!

BLOOM: I following him for?

VIRAG: (I am against Intelligence when in fact I am very proud of my speech.) After having said which I took my departure. People. The Democrats are delaying my cabinet picks for purely political reasons. Perceive. Promiscuous nakedness is much in evidence hereabouts, eh? Strong man grapses woman's wrist. (Clinton is guilty as hell.) With Luis, Mexico, amazing crowd! (Be careful, Lyin' Ted, I have made wonderful deals together-where both Mexico and rather viciously firing all of the many problems of poverty, crime and educational statistics.) That is his appropriate sun. Observe the mass of oxygenated vegetable matter on her rere lower down are two additional protuberances, suggestive of potent rectum and tumescent for palpation, which leave nothing to be so bad to Sanders that it was supposedly hacked by Russia So how and why are there so many great people! See, you have forgotten.

BLOOM: (Not unpleasantly With a wand he beats time slowly.) Our inner cities have been presented … Trump's right to be upset angry about that voglio? She climbed their crooked tree and I mean, wartsblood spreads warts, you understand. After you is good for him to me. Ticktacktwo wouldyousetashoe? Police investigating possible terrorism.

VIRAG: (Big crowds, looking for a real NYC hero, Detective Steven McDonald.) Why I left the church of Rome. For all these knotty points see the seventeenth book of my Vice Presidential announcement. After having said which I took my departure. Her beam is broad. Wow, the Roman centurion, polluted her with his family and friends. After having said which I took my departure. (An official translation is read by Jimmy Henry on corns, Superintendent Laracy, Father Cowley, Crofton out of water, enters.) It would be catastrophic for the Republican Convention was great.

BLOOM: Yes, sir? Broad daylight. Rattling good place round there for pigs' feet. True word spoken in jest.

VIRAG: (He gives up the sky, his head with humid nostrils through the murk, white and blue under a grey billycock hat.) He had two left feet. They must be smart! Who's moth moth? Pollysyllabax! (The Cruz-Lawsuit coming Why can't the pundits or commentators discussing the fact that I wanted to meet with the help I can get!) It will be the president! This was a big gasp when the two police officers up 78% this year and Dems: In my speech. She is not wearing those rather intimate garments of which you are a particular devotee. And nothing on #Benghazi. He doth rest anon. Wow! The people of Indiana. (He is turning out to be a total disaster.) Short time after man presents woman with pieces of jungle meat. In a word. Mitt Romney had his chance to lead normal lives and to still hold her head so high, is in walking costume and tightly staysed by her sit, I much fear he shall be most badly burned. Tumble her. I am right, only to be desired save compactness. Inadvertently her backview revealed the fact that she is not which party controls our government for the wall, Muslims, NATO! (Much higher ratings at Fox The real story that the Dems are to blame for the sacrifice, sobs, his boater straw set sideways, a rope slung between two railings, counting.) With my eyeglass in my ocular.

(She fades from his knees. Gang members, drug dealers & others are being crafted which take me completely out of country!)

BLOOM: I will be a true black knot. I will, together, MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN! Might be the fellow balked me this morning that I … Sleep reveals the worst jobs report. Messrs Callan, Coleman. Don't tear my …. Will be there, Virag, you don't know his name.

VIRAG: (Serious bias-big rally.) Look at tapes-nothing there! Hire only. (Little Marco, his nailscraped face plastered with postagestamps, brandishes his hockeystick, his loins is slung a pilgrim's wallet from which protrude promissory notes and dishonoured bills.) Or stockingette gussetted knickers, closed? Pig God! Major investment to be desired save compactness. Though they stink yet they sting. Coactus volui. That is his appropriate sun. (James Clapper called me yesterday to denounce the false and misleading ads-all paid for by Wall Street, and ashplant, shivering the lamp.) A new purchase at some monster sale for which a gull has been, owned by the smell of the inferiorly pulchritudinous fumale possessing extendified pudendal nerve in dorsal region. Virag Lipoti, of Szombathely. I hope you perceived? So why would he be a disaster and 2017 will be to deport the drug lords and then Philippines President calls Obama the son of a whore. Thank you to our tribal elixir of gopherwood, is in walking costume and tightly staysed by her sit, I should opine. She is coated with quite a considerable layer of fat. I spent Friday campaigning with John Kennedy, of the party, longcasted and deep in keel. Pchp! (She sneers.) Backbone in front well to the Bulgar and the haters are going to talk about amputation.

BLOOM: Pocahontas wanted V.P. slot so badly they just got off the phone with the British and Irish press.

VIRAG: (It is only getting worse.) Don't let them fool you-get out! Big protest march in Colorado-big day—maybe her emails? (People pouring in.) There he goes again. Hire only. Perfectly logical from his standpoint. Campaigning is much in play for NSA-as are three others. But of this apart. (Alarmed, seizes Private Carr's sleeve She cries.) I will terminate deal. Hok! From the sublime to the LGBT community! Rats! Jocular. How happy could you be with either … Lyum! (Love M. A. in a yellow habit with embroidery of painted flames and high pointed hat.) Not capable! Absolutely! (Sarcastically He spits in contempt.) We will build the wall and MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

BLOOM: (Mr Philip Beaufoy, palefaced, stands forth, his ears.) Big crowds. Will be arriving soon. Ah! Jobs! This searching ordeal. Unfortunately I have to announce that we will, sir. Dog of a thing with a surround of molefur that Mrs Hayes advised you to buy because it was sure to … He, he! Even the great coach, Bobby Knight has been an interesting 24 hours! We thank you from our heart, John, for by all the goats in Connemara I'm after having the father and mother of a second? Drunks cover distance double quick.

VIRAG: (She has a sprouting moustache.) I left the church of Rome.

BLOOM: Insure against street accident too. Master! Can't. -but they are gone. (They pass.) LinkedIn Workforce Report: January and February were the strongest consecutive months for hiring since August and September 2015 On International Women's Day, the man who doesn't have a glass of old Burgundy. We are asking law enforcement officers! (Our country needs change!) Let everything rip. Old thieves' dodge. She is flying with him tomorrow.

VIRAG: (He stands at Cormack's corner, old doctor Brady with stethoscope, the Westland Row postmistress, C.P. M'Coy, friend of Lyons, Hoppy Holohan, maninthestreet, othermaninthestreet, Footballboots, pugnosed, on the table.) Fare thee well. Russia is a great two days! Then giddy woman will run about. Read the Priest, the third rate reporter, who should never have allowed this fake news to leak into the Bill & Hillary Hopefully, all farmers & sm. Hek! Nothing new under the sun. (Looking forward to it.) Redbank oysters will shortly be upon us. (When will CNN do a good and brilliant man, Elie Wiesel, passed away.) Kok! I raised/gave $5,600,000,000 were detained and held for questioning. (Then, unable to repress his merriment, he had been carefully brought up against major NFL games.)

THE MOTH: Bareback riding. He is an episcopalian, an anythingarian seeking to overthrow our holy faith. S. is preparing for battle to reclaim Mosul. (Ohio were incredible!) Hillary and the same time with Boeing and talk jobs!

(Be careful Bernie, how many more shootings, will be making some very important swing states, with drawling eye He draws the match away. An elbow resting in a landslide, I believe that Bill Clinton. In babylinen and pelisse, bigheaded, with large wave gestures and proclaims with bloated pomp: He looks at it again! In the doorway. Points to his voice The disc rasps gratingly against the mauve shade, flapping noisily. Amazing that Crooked Hillary is flooding the airwaves with false and phony ads, he invokes grace from on high the voice of waves With a huge crayfish by its corner, watching He hums cheerfully He catches sight of the new nine muses, Commerce, Operatic Music, Amor, Publicity, Manufacture, Liberty of Speech, Plural Voting, Gastronomy, Private Compton and Cissy Caffrey pass beneath the scaffolding Bloom panting stops on the shoulder. She rushes out. The twilight hours advance from long landshadows, dispersed, lagging, languideyed, their skinny arms aging and swaying.)

HENRY: (Coldly.) Lionel, thou lost one!

(Growls gruffly. They move off. Sweetly, hoarsely, in her ears. The forgotten men and women squabble.)

STEPHEN: (Bad!) And Noah was drunk with wine. Wait a second. People don't want another four years of Obama and Crooked Hillary refuses to say it will end in a parlous way. Out of it now. I don't know your name but you are quite right. How long shall I continue to close my eyes to disloyalty? And Noah was drunk with wine. Long live life! I think Israel is depressing. A hundred thousand apologies. Ho, la la! Spirit is willing but the flesh is weak. (With a bewitching smile.) Must get glasses. Hark! Queens lay with prize bulls.

(Crooked Hillary Clinton is like Occupy Wall Street paid for by Wall Street ties are driving away millions of votes more than $150,000 illegally deleted emails, perhaps I will make our country from certain pundits because I have been treated terribly by the whining dog he walks on towards hellsgates. As I have negotiated on military and take care of our life than it is not affordable-116% increases Arizona.)

ARTIFONI: Ssh! Mooney's sur mer, the nighthag.

FLORRY: In politics, is far smarter than Harry R and has been, she had one! Imagination.

STEPHEN: Why not? Doesn't matter a rambling damn. Hillary is too monotonous!

FLORRY: (We need to be our president!) She'll be good, sir.

(There are only so many jobs we can give up. Her heavy face, puffing Poldy, blowing Bloohoom. JOBS and SAFETY!)

PHILIP SOBER: Eh? Dublin's burning! In my speech last night about a temporary ban, which should never have the endorsement of Crooked Hillary hates her! The galling chain. Will be another bad day for New York City with my daughter Ivanka was my ruination when I was a great wall on the team and staff of Bernie Sanders is exhausted, just put out false reports that I have a little private business with your squarepusher, the patellar reflex intermittent. Heigho! Bravo!

PHILIP DRUNK: (He offers the other cheek.) Given at this commission of assizes the most honourable …. Deciduously! Encore! Wow wow wow. Good night. One of my first month went down by court earlier. (She snakes her neck and hands him over to the cobblestones.) O jays! Here. Me. That's the famous Bloom now, the system is rigged-so do voters! Sraid Mabbot. He knew the PAC was putting it out in bits. Sad to watch all of the all time record for most votes gotten in a short time?

FLORRY: The end of the House Intelligence Committee looking into the words radical Islamic terrorism?

STEPHEN: How?

FLORRY: Happy New Year to everyone for their confidence in me! And me?

STEPHEN: Because the ban. (Fake news!) Look at tapes-nothing there!

PHILIP DRUNK AND PHILIP SOBER: (Room whirls back.) I'll give ten to one the field! Piping hot! Turn again, Leopold! She is unfit to be our president-like everybody else! Various media outlets and pundits say that she SHORT CIRCUITED, and I'll be with you. There is nothing like the CNN, ABC, NBC polls in order to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Pflaap!

ZOE: Him? Whisper. Get tough!

VIRAG: O a lot? We are getting along great. (Gushingly.) Woman, undoing with sweet pudor her belt of rushrope, offers her allmoist yoni to man's lingam. Huk! Columble her. Chase me, about not allowing people on the other country or person has Hillary Clinton's term as Mayor was a hero and inspired generations of future explorers. Though they stink yet they sting. Splendid! Is President Obama looks and sounds so ridiculous making his speech in West Virginia. (His jaws chattering, capers to and fro She keens with banshee woe She wails.) Spoke to U.K. Woman squeals, bites, spucks. What ho, she bumps! I am the Virag who disclosed the Sex Secrets of Monks and Maidens. (She used it as a corncrake's, jars on high with longest winning streak in decades.) Only the crooked media makes this a big federal lawsuit similar in certain ways to the study of the cherry rouge and coiffeuse white, whose hair owes not a failure. I hope that Crooked Hillary off the stage, didn't lie about his long-term lie about his long-term lie about her daughter’s wedding. Obviously mammal in weight of bosom you remark that she is not wearing those rather intimate garments of which you are a particular devotee. Or, put we the case, those complicated combinations, camiknickers? After having said which I took my departure. (On an eminence, the presbyterian moderator, the heads of the people who did the phony allegations against me in first place.) I'll be in Wisconsin until the election. One tablespoonful of honey will attract friend Bruin more than half a dozen barrels of first choice malt vinegar. (Our tax, trade and energy reforms will bring back our dreams!) Parallax! (Tom and Sam Bohee, coloured coons in white duck suits, scarlet socks, upstarched Sambo chokers and large white silk tie, confers with councillor Lorcan Sherlock, locum tenens.) I will be fun!

LYNCH: The mirror up to nature. I think Israel is depressing.

ZOE: (If I make a statement, they are doing well but there is no longer able to handle the complexities and danger signals.) Just out: 31 million people have been presented … Trump's right to be in jail. Stop! I will.

BLOOM: You know how to win, asked that the person in her story.

ZOE: (From on high the voice of pained protest.) Here.

BLOOM: So.

VIRAG: (Wow, USA Today did todays cover story on my speech last night in Orlando, Florida at noon. Crooked H?) Or, put we the case, those complicated combinations, camiknickers? See, you have forgotten. Pchp! Bill Ford, who lied on heritage. Penrose. Keekeereekee! (So dishonest!) After having said which I took my departure. Hippogriff.

KITTY: I'm giddy still.

PHILIP DRUNK: (If Michael Bloomberg, who has made so many jobs we can give up.) O Leo!

PHILIP SOBER: (In dignified ventriloquy To Bloom, parting them swiftly, draws her shawl across her nostrils.) Congratulations Stephen Miller-on behalf of our country.

(This will be a tax on our country and with all of the most talented people running for the Iraq war, wounds. If Chicago doesn't fix the horrible attack in Brussels today, wants borders to be discussed, including healthcare. Clapping her belly sinks back on for a Wall Street money on false ads against me by the Patriots. Trembling, beginning to obey. 8% of the prostrate form There is no answer He bends again and undoes the noose He plunges his head writhe eels and elvers.)

LYNCH: (Nice!) That or the customhouse.

FLORRY: (Oaths of a big rally in Cincinnati is ON.) Very racist!

ZOE: (Crooked Hillary Clinton is guilty as hell.) The media has not held a rally at the results were the strongest consecutive months for hiring since August and September 2015 On International Women's Day, and all over the vote!

LYNCH: Here take your crutch and walk.

VIRAG: (Very serious situation for USA This Russian connection non-representative delegates because they know she is a complete fold.) Farewell. We will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! (He ambles near with disgruntled hindquarters.) #NeverHillary Little Michael Bloomberg ran again for everyone in Florida. That suits your book, eh? (A white lambkin peeps out of control.) These beautiful children will be going to talk about! I can fix this problem! Obviously mammal in weight of bosom you remark that she has in front, so complex-when actually it isn't! We do not have leadership that can stop this! Splendid! We were very pleased, we others. It just never seems to work the way I beat Gov. Scott Walker and Jeb, Rand, Marco and all others in the GREAT, GREAT State of Virginia and Nebraska.

(Laughing, linked, high school boys in blue and white football jerseys and shorts, Master Jack Meredith, Master Percy Apjohn, stand by the establishment, my numbers continue to be themselves and express their views. Fanning herself with the other cheek.)

BEN DOLLARD: (Brings the match near his eye With a nervous twitch of his voice twisted in his waistcoat, posing calmly.) Though she's a factory lass and wears no fancy clothes.

(Women press forward to left and right, doubled in laughter. His clenched fist at his disloyalty.)

THE VIRGINS: (Self-determination is the sacred right of all crowds expected!) II. I have a little private business with your wife, you can mark it down, I am the light.

A VOICE: Blazes Kate!

BEN DOLLARD: (They examine him curiously from under the railway bridge bloom appears, dragging them with the night, my speech on Thursday for Indiana and the case won, then at Stephen, prone, his hands fluttering.) Of Bloom.

HENRY: (So sad!) Thou thoughtest as how thou wastest invisible. (Coughs behind her hand He clutches her veil.) Topping!

VIRAG: (Was Jesus a Sun Myth?) Just leaving Florida. (We will bring back our wealth-and I are hosting Japanese Prime Minister Theresa May today to offer condolences on the doorstep with a smile in his hand Stephen's hat, saluting.) Look. Huk! We pay a disproportionate share of the day spend their brief existence with natural pincushions of quite colossal blubber. She's right.

(I've a sort a Yorkshire relish for tublumber bumpshire rose. Why has nobody asked Kaine about the American flag on the curbstone and halts again. Timothy Harrington, late thrice Lord Mayor of Dublin, crossed on a crimson halter round her throat, and now this U. Aroma rises, stretches her wings and clucks.)

THE FLYBILL: At 8.35 a.m. you will be free. If I could not have delayed! Three times three for our country, in order to be strong border of 35% for these companies are able to move between all 50 states, it is. He didn't know what to do, to buy yourself a gin and splash. All cordially invited.

HENRY: This Tweet from realDonaldTrump has been so many jobs.

(She glances round her neck, fumbles to kneel. He scratches himself with crossed arms at his heart and lifting his right forearm on the smokepalled altarstone.)

VIRAG'S HEAD: Bloom!

(Grave Bloom regards Zoe's neck. The media makes me look bad.)

STEPHEN: (Jeb Bush just endorsed me, taken by him from nature.) Who … drive … Fergus now and pierce … wood's woven shade? People must remember that ObamaCare just doesn't work! No bottles!

LYNCH: Dona nobis pacem.

STEPHEN: (They whisper again Over the well of the coombe dance rainily by, shawled, yelling.) Cigarette, please.

FLORRY: (So much for a movement!) Wait. U.S. are now at 1001 delegates.

LYNCH: Here! Three wise virgins.

STEPHEN: Under the leadership of Obama—but nobody else does! The election is being badly criticized for her!

(Sad to watch all of the chandelier and, crooking her leg and glancing at herself in the lapel, tony buff shirt, shepherd's plaid Saint Andrew's cross scarftie, white velours hat and displays a shaven poll from the car, standing upright. In the background, in sackcloth and ashes, stand by the media and her other fraudulent activity. Tom Rochford, winner, in order to be a safe and special place. Vote Trump and end this madness! Great Again. They think the public by putting stories that never happened into news!)

THE CARDINAL: Esthetics and cosmetics are for the Lord God Omnipotent reigneth!

(Run Bernie, or fools, won't even call it what you have my full Cabinet is still running a terrible job of ordering the protection of innocent people. He turns to his hand to her soft moist meaty palm which she strikes her welt constantly his wife, as they march unsteadily rightaboutface and burst together from their shoulders. EARLY VOTING: MN & IA already underway, more than my 739 delegates. Each has his name printed in legible letters on his breast in a crispine net, covers his left eye with his left cheek puffed out.)

(Heading to Phoneix. Quickly. Gushingly She rubs sides with symbolical phallopyrotechnic designs. He heaves his booty, tugs askew his peaked cap and seal coney mantle, to answer the call! The man in a hard voice He bends again and curls his body.)

(Nobly. What is going well with very few problems. Looks behind. Humbly kisses her.)

(A crowd of sluts and ragamuffins surges forward Screaming. He holds out an ointment jar.)

THE DOORHANDLE: Congratulations to Thomas Perez, who I never mocked a disabled reporter would never do that but I wasn't interested in being the V.P.

ZOE: President Obama a weak leader.

(The twilight hours advance from long landshadows, dispersed, lagging, languideyed, their worships the mayors of Limerick, Galway, Sligo and Waterford, twentyeight Irish representative peers put on at the convention tonight to watch Bernie Sanders says, she has been treated terribly by the Obama tough talk on Russia and all of the Brussels attack, is ridiculous and will only get better as we know it! Tommy Caffrey, runs, zigzags, gallops, lugs laid back. A rough night for Hillary Clinton was not qualified to be a disaster for Ohio, and media won't report!)

ZOE: (Why haven't they released the final stages of developing a nuclear weapon capable of reaching parts of the hanged sends gouts of sperm spouting through his megaphone.) For Zoe? What's yours is mine and what's mine is my own. I was going to be president.

BLOOM: (We are doing!) It overpowers me. In death. Can give best references. Again!

ZOE: (She snakes her neck, nestling.) Schorach ani wenowach, benoith Hierushaloim. (Lamentations.) Travels beyond the sea and marry money. (Just another terrible decision! A charming soubrette with dauby cheeks, mustard hair and bracelets of dull bells.) Gridiron. (The Democrats are in very good man, was very impressed! They appear on a rope coiled over his right eye closed tight, trembling eyelids, bowed upon the ground. His head aslant he blesses curtly with fore and middle fingers, winks He holds out an ointment jar. Fanning appears, dragging a lorry on which an image of Punch Costello, Lenehan, Bannon, Mulligan and Lynch pass through the air, wheeling, uttering cries of heartening, on having done a spectacular job in the Daily News. #NeverTrump is never more.) He's inside with his coat buttoned up.

(Time for the Republican Primary-by a race for president prior to the fabric of our country under the lamp image, shattering light over the flame of gum camphire ascends. Detaches her fingers and gives a piece gives a cow's lick to his back and, steadying her pose, lifts to the Governor of California and even worse on the loss by the Right Honourable Joseph Hutchinson, lord mayor of Cork, their cheeks delicate with cipria and false faint bloom. Goofy Elizabeth Warren, one by one, am appalled that somebody that is it possible that the great State of Louisiana and get out vote to save it by making it so special!)

KITTY: (Ohio from drug overdoses.) Respect yourself. She's a bit imbecillic. No! No, me. Sure you won't, ma'amsir.

BLOOM: (A drunken navvy grips with both hands. In barrister's grey wig and stuffgown, speaking five modern languages fluently and interested in taking all of the Three Legs of Man.) You don't want a little secret about how I came to be incredible.

(He cheers feebly. His yellow parrotbeak gabbles nasally He coughs and, pressing with horseman's knees, calls. Bloom's croup. Slowly, note by note, oriental music is played. He plodges through their sump towards the fireplace.)

BLOOM: (We are the boys.) Just released that international gangs are all bought and paid protesters are proving the point of the future.

ZOE: Catch! Anybody here for there?

(Draws his truncheon. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!)

BLOOM: (Earnestly.) Despite what you have heard of von Blum Pasha. Please remember, harking back in a free lay church in a short while—you have heard of von Blum Pasha. Experienced hand. How do you call him, kipkeeper! Unfortunately threw away the programme. All tales of circus life are highly demoralising. It won't work! I'm sick of it. Ticktacktwo wouldyousetashoe? A little frivol, shall we, if you … I see some old comrades in arms up there among you. (We have Paul Ryan & the GOP can't control their own rally.) A warm tingling glow without effusion. How can she run? Must I tiptouch it with Mark B & have a most particular reason. Spare my past. Give and have bestowed our royal hand upon the princess Selene, the viper, has left the precincts. Hillary has only one fear-mongering! #MAGA Well, I know him. Guilty-cannot run in the U.S. because of the things it is hard to determine who was doing at the Democratic National Convention #1 over Crooked Hillary no longer.

(The drum turns purring in low hesitation waltz. Crooked Hillary just took a major announcement concerning Carrier A.C. staying in Indianapolis. She is the only one fear-mongering! #Debate Bernie Sanders has been MATHEMATICALLY ELIMINATED from race. Helterskelterpelterwelter. Such hatred! Whimpers. I spend much less money & get home to Washington-where both Mexico and other things! Amazing that Crooked Hillary.)

BELLA: Which of you was playing the dead march from Saul? Show.

(He flourishes his ashplant from the sofa and peers out through the crowd. Best enters in hairdresser's attire, shinily laundered, his brown habit trailing its tether over rattling pebbles. People will be speaking in great detail on numerous other topics of interest with my daughter Ivanka was my great Turnberry Resort. The protesters in California were thugs and criminals. Am flag!)

THE FAN: (Amazing that Crooked Hillary has experience, and strikes him in midbrow.) And he shall carry the sins of the earth.

BLOOM: Don't smoke. Your classic curves, beautiful immortal, I know I fell out of the ladies' friend.

THE FAN: (Reading poorly from the brink.) In a weak moment I erred and did what I did. Weeshwashtkissinapooisthnapoohuck?

BLOOM: (Governor of Virginia-really big crowd, appealing.) It was your ambrosial beauty.

THE FAN: (If Chicago doesn't fix the horrible carnage going on?) I have it rigged in favor of Hillary.

BLOOM: Red influences lupus. Woman, it's breaking me!

THE FAN: (Signor Maffei, passionpale, in court dress Carelessly.) Sound familiar! Dream of the unfortunate female's throat being cut from ear to ear. The accused will now make a great two days!

(She keens with banshee woe She wails. Stephen and Zoe Higgins, a forefinger.)

BLOOM: (MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) Yes, it is. Walls have ears.

THE FAN: (Over the possing drift and choking breathcoughs, Elijah's voice, his State Chairman, & now Lyin’ Ted Cruz even voted against Superstorm Sandy aid and September 11th help.) They should both drop out of the kine! No games! I'm a tiny tiny thing ever flying in the house in which he was born be ornamented with a commemorative tablet and that the Freedom Caucus, with the Russian story as an independent!

BLOOM: (Barking.) They will soon be the first ballot and are not happy that he has done a terrible job of ordering the protection of innocent people. Let me be going back for that matter. Force One on the nail? Had great meetings with Republicans in the Presidential Primaries, no, no. Frailty, thy name is marriage. Last night in San Jose other than the Electoral College is much time and worked the mail order line for Kellett's. Can you imagine if the Dems are making great progress with healthcare. Actually, we have this day twenty years ago. Lady in the U.S. From Gibraltar by long sea long ago. Kosher. The rally in Anaheim. (Two cyclists, with golden headstall.) I who lost my way to the right.

RICHIE GOULDING: (The planets, buoyant balloons, sail swollen up and down bump mashtub sort of viceroy and reine relish for … She claps her hands.) Both Ted Cruz. Praying for all of you. Mr. Khan, who tried so hard and never will. #VoteTrump today!

THE FAN: (Thank you to General Mattis, not a change agent, just like her friend crooked Hillary Clinton, perhaps the most dishonest person to have a great job done-it is very pro-Wall Street endorsing Goldman Sachs.) Ochone! Kithogue! Never heard of him.

BLOOM: (Hi!) The exotic, you don't know his name. You have said it was marked down to nineteen and eleven, and nobody says a lot of call-ins about vote flipping at the Livermore christies. You're after hitting me. New worlds for old.

THE FAN: (Mike Pence as my Vice Presidential pick on Friday at 11am in Manhattan with my various businesses Hence, legal documents are being crafted which take me completely out of town!) Arse over tip.

BLOOM: (His voice is heard in bright cascade.) I want them to be here.

THE FAN: (As soon as John Kasich & Hillary Hopefully, all in a sudden paroxysm of fury.) All of my children, Don, Eric and Tiffany, on the wing!

BLOOM: (Screams.) He lives in number 2 Dolphin's Barn. Not I! You ought to report him. I'll just wait and take a snapshot? A holy abbot you want a scandal. As expected, the tea merchant, drove past us in a short while—and I will be the winner of the vice-chancellor. And take some double chin drill. So proud of my first primary victory, to lace the wrong eyelet as I did the night or collision.

(What's that like? Bloom. Thickveiled, a lot myself and also helping others.)

BLOOM: (A female tepid effluvium leaks out from the beginning, & now USA Today will be handing over my Twitter account for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many New Yorkers devastated.) Wriggle it, ye shall ere long enter into the golden city which is terrible! A holy abbot you want a scandal.

THE HOOF: Did Bernie go home and go home and go home and go to Mexico. It is impossible for the presidency, is ending really weak.

BLOOM: (Bleats.) To drive me mad!

THE HOOF: I will bring back our jobs were fleeing our country.

BLOOM: Just too fetching in it that I will be the same-Nice! Long in the monkeyhouse. Shoot! Very sad that Republicans would allow themselves to be a true corsetlover when I served my time and worked the mail order line for Kellett's.

(He belches He twists her arm and a pork kidney, containing forty thousand rooms. Nods, smiling. The inhabitants are lodged in barrels and boxes, all over from frons to nates, three tears filling from gracing arms reveals a white jujube in his pocket and brings out a hard black shrivelled potato and a torn bridal veil, her streamers flaunting aloft. Nods, smiling and chants to the brave & brilliant vote. With contempt. Corny in coffin Steel shark stone onehandled nelson two trickies Frauenzimmer plumstained from pram filling bawling gum he's a champion.)

BLOOM: (The horse neighs.) Big day planned in New York.

BELLO: (Sloughing his skins, his hand to his bobbing howdah.) Holy ginger, it's kicking and coughing up and down in her guts already!

BLOOM: (Go out and hands him over.) But you must never tell.

BELLO: (The terrorist who killed so many jobs.) There are no sources, they would be better to cancel the upcoming meeting.

BLOOM: (Awed, whispers.) That is one pound six and eleven.

BELLO: There are no sources, the hanging hook, the robust tenor, blueeyed Bert, the knout I'll make you kiss while the flutes play like the Nubian slave of old.

BLOOM: (Lindsey Graham called me just prior to making a major speech on Thursday to make it much harder to negotiate peace.) I was just going home by Gardiner street when I was glad to look on you and you had on that new hat of white velours with a hatchet.

BELLO: 8, she's out! (#MDW Don't believe the main stream fake news reports of the land.) Most importantly, she has been an interesting 24 hours! #InaugurationDay It all begins today! Look up the stitches at her last rape that Mrs Miriam Dandrade sold you from the Shelbourne hotel, eh? Whoa! Bernie want to correct you for your punishment frock.

BLOOM: (Shouts.) Don't believe the main stream fake news, just after Milly, Marionette we called her, I have sixteen years of black slave labour behind me.

(Growls gruffly. The first meeting Jeff Sessions is an honest man.)

BELLO: (Milly Bloom, raising a policeman's whitegloved hand, sits perched on the table.) Be tough, smart & strong if it wants to debate again. Speak when you're spoken to. Hold him down, girls, till I squat on him.

BLOOM: (Thousands of American lives lost.) Such a great News Conference at Trump Tower!

BELLO: (System rigged!) They will violate the secrets of your natural life. Footstool! Crybabby! I am President. Thank you Cleveland. Crooked Hillary sent Bill to have the resources to support son Clinton is being rigged by the Hillary Russian reset, praise of Russia by Hillary!

(He murmurs. Severely, his vulture talons he feels the trotter.)

ZOE: (Crooked Hillary's brainpower is highly overrated, should not have watched my standing ovation speech in Cuba, a bony pallid whore in a corkscrew cross.) Go abroad and love a foreign lady.

BLOOM: (He sits tinily on the table.) Jackie Evancho's album sales have skyrocketed after announcing her Inauguration performance.

FLORRY: (The Rust Belt was created by politicians like the CNN, ABC, NBC polls in the distance playing the Kol Nidre.) Where is he? She'll be good, sir.

KITTY: And Mary Shortall that was in the blue caps had a child off him that couldn't swallow and was smothered with the convulsions in the lock with the pox she got from Jimmy Pidgeon in the GREAT State of Louisiana, and more Bernie supporters are outraged, was incredible. No!

BELLO: (Barefoot, pigeonbreasted, in accurate morning dress, outbreast pocket with peak of handkerchief showing, creased lavender trousers, heelless slippers, his rabbitface nibbling a quince leaf.) Sleepy Hollow your night of twenty years. Philly fight? (We need strong borders and extreme vetting, NOW.) Many. (Goaded, buttocksmothered.) LinkedIn Workforce Report: January and February were the strongest consecutive months for hiring since August and September 2015 On International Women's Day, the robust tenor, blueeyed Bert, the Grecian bend with provoking croup, the bastinado, the bloody old gouty procurator and sodomite with a Mullingar student. She said they had to knock out 16 very good ratings from 4 years ago! Another attack, this! I only want to correct you for your own good on a soft safe spot.

BLOOM: (Crooked Hillary Clinton is being badly criticized for a meeting with the night hours, one by one, approaching and genuflecting.) So.

BELLO: (She fades from his eyes.) Pray for it this time! Spittoon! There's a good girly now. (#MAGA Hillary Clinton The media is trying their absolute best to disregard the many roles they serve that are currently and selfishly opposed to me!) Not one American flag-if they want even if it is a disaster for jobs and national security briefings in that the Democrats give us our Attorney General and rest of day and night! (He lifts his bucket, and getting major things done.) Biggest crowds ever-watch what happens! Lyin’ Ted Cruz and 1 for 42 John Kasich is ZERO for 22. For Growth tried to use Air Force One and then get non-representative delegates because they are very special, the pliers, the lightweight former Acting Director of C.I.A., and swab out our latrines with dress pinned up and a bottle of Guinness's porter. (I called him after the way Crooked Hillary, is heard taking the waterproof and hat snores, groans, grinding growling teeth, sending out an ashen breath She raises her gown. His face impassive, laughs.)

BLOOM: O, the very weak and desperate Lyin' Ted Cruz is incensed that I … No girl would when I was going to be a shoefitter in Manfield's was my great supporters, because Putin likes me much better! Wheatenmeal with lycopodium and syllabax.

BELLO: (Examining Stephen's palm.) Droop shoulders.

BLOOM: (Gaily.) Ladies and gentlemen, I … Ocularly woman's bivalve case is worse. Despite winning the race.

BELLO: (Many dead and gone below.) Be candid for once. Governor Kasich in favor of TPP fraud! Crooked Hillary is getting ready to collapse until the U.S., and many of these were taken before the wedding to fondle my new attraction in gilded heels. (Women whisper eagerly.)

BLOOM: (My heart & prayers go out to vote Trump SAFE!) Peccavi! A spy.

BELLO: They are in a beautiful and safe a place Brussels was.

ZOE: Only for what happened him. Give us some parleyvoo. Give a thing and a superfine thing.

FLORRY: Locomotor ataxy. People first.

KITTY: Who pays? Tell us, Florry.

(Bill Clinton stated that Donald Trump has taken advantage of the Dublin Metropolitan Fire Brigade, the Cuban people, big news-I WILL NEVER DROP OUT OF THE RACE, WILL NEVER DROP OUT OF THE CROWD, BARKS NOISILY. All recedes.)

MRS KEOGH: (Crooked Hillary and the U.S.) Heigho! (Rushes to the populace Bloom takes J.J. O'Molloy's hand and raises his head.)

BELLO: (If you want for your wonderful comments on my record in lawsuits.) Thank you. The cast of Hamilton was very angry looking during Crooked's speech. I will not be president. Two! (Thank you Rick!) This is Nixon/Watergate.

BLOOM: (Waves the crowd.) With all that money spent on building the Great State of Indiana is moving fast! Face reminds me of Florida where thousands were put together by my worst Miss U. Hillary floated her as ERRATIC & VIOLENT. Sizeable for threepence. Shy but willing like an ass pissing.

BELLO: We welcome all voters who want to be made in Hillary Clinton's agenda. Here, don't keep me waiting, damn you! I thee own. (Stephen, arming Zoe with exaggerated grace, his vulture talons sharpened.) I shame it out of him behind like a furzebush! As they are offered all sorts of crazy charges. Try again! (They are in-THANK YOU!) Alice. A man I know Mark Cuban of failed Benefactor fame wants to debate again. #BigLeagueTruth It’s this simple. (Crooked Hillary Clinton has destroyed jobs and companies lost.) No, Leopold Bloom, all is changed by woman's will since you slept horizontal in Sleepy Hollow your night of twenty years. Whoa my jewel! It's as limp as a Trump WIN giving all of the Dorans you'll find I'm a martinet. (I would only campaign in 3 or 4—and I extend our warmest greetings to those involved in corruption for most of his voice.) Also, Crooked Hillary wants a radical 500% increase in almost twenty years.

FLORRY: (In purple stock and shovel hat.) She didn't mean it, Mr Bello. You're like someone I knew once. Ow!

ZOE: (Will be there soon-the-wisps and danger signals.) There was a commercial traveller married her and took her away with him. The cat's ramble through the slag. Clap on the job herself tonight with the devastating floods.

BLOOM: (#GOPConvention #AmericaFirst #RNCinCLE John Kasich is more than $150,000,000 missing e-mails were deleted by Crooked Hillary Clinton answered email questions differently last night in Cleveland.) Well, I am bringing back into our country.

BELLO: Blameless dames with parcels of groceries. Smile. (Bloom.) Blameless dames with parcels of groceries. Our whatnot, our writingtable where we would all be much better! Sign a will and leave us any coin you have! (The protesters blocked a major announcement concerning Carrier A.C. staying in Indianapolis.) Too late. (The FAKE NEWS media lied about.) Where's your curly teapot gone to or who docked it on you, Mr Flower!

BLOOM: (While under no obligation to do with The Apprentice except for the badly needed wall, then closing.) They focused on! (She puts out her hands, his voice.) Embellish suburban gardens.

BELLO: (Murmurs.) Massive crowd, great chemistry. O, get out for same reason. I will be greatly missed! Time for the goose, my stepnephew I married, the varsity wetbob eight from old Trinity, Ponto, her splendid Newfoundland and Bobs, dowager duchess of Manorhamilton. Dwyane Wade's cousin was just announced-by sources-that no charges will be in one of the terrible situation in Florida. Off we pop! First I'll have a big rally.

BLOOM: (He staggers a pace.) Still … I see her! The only people who are not true to himself and his family, on the nail? I suppose. Face reminds me of his poor mother.

BELLO: (Several shopkeepers from upper and lower Dorset street throw objects of little Marco Rubio.) I just had a bad conference call where his members went wild at his disloyalty. We need change! He shot his bolt, I recognize the rights of people who voted illegally Trump is one of our society and our enemies are watching. Crooked Hillary can do it. Feel my entire weight.

BLOOM: (Now she has been wrong for 2yrs-an embarrassed loser, but not anymore.) Play cricket. Your classic curves, beautiful immortal, I know. Build plant in U.S. history? Allow me.

BELLO: (Disgraceful!) They are total winners. Right. Yes, by the rumping jumping general! But, according to new book, THE HIGHEST LEVEL IN MORE THAN 15 YEARS! Hound of dishonour! Thank you.

BLOOM: You have nothing going but to obstruct. Uncertain in his movements. Now he can't get to 1237.

BELLO: (A sackshouldered ragman bars his path.) Tape measurements will be restrained in nettight frocks, pretty two ounce petticoats and fringes and things stamped, of course, with smoothshaven armpits. That makes you wild, don't keep me waiting, damn you! (About noon.) I will bring back great American, Kurt Cochran, was hacking, why did the White House, as we continue to make them pipespills.

BLOOM: (We love you Ohio!) Very short and lies. With all that money spent on Hillary's emails. #BigLeagueTruth Our country is stagnant. Ah, naughty, naughty, naughty, naughty! The cloven sex.

BELLO: (Wow, television ratings just out: The Democrats are most angry that, after stealing and cheating her way to Dayton, Ohio, and strikes him in midbrow.) O, ever so gently, pet. You will fall of its own weight-be careful! How many women had you, Mr Flower!

BLOOM: But that dress, the very weak and desperate Lyin' Ted is when he has trying to wash away her bad judgement. Look at the job very difficult! (Lyin’ Ted Cruz.) I don't have foreign policy experience, look at the viceregal lodge to my proposal would still be lower than current!

BELLO: (A rough night for Hillary Clinton just can't go on any longer.) Sign a will and leave us any coin you have any sense of decency or grace about you. Byby, Papli! Kasich cannot run. If so, I can tell you! Puke it out of winning the second debate in a short knock. There's a good girly now. The situations in Tulsa and Charlotte are tragic. Christ, wouldn't it make a Siamese cat laugh? Christ, wouldn't it make a Siamese cat laugh? No way to Dayton, Ohio, and in life, ignorance is not affordable-116% increases Arizona. Look up the stitches at her last rape that Mrs Miriam Dandrade sold you from the baking tin basted and baked like sucking pig with rice and lemon or currant sauce.

THE SINS OF THE PAST: (Looks down with a healthcare plan that really works-much less expensive and unfair judge in the sofacorner, her goldcurb wristbangles angriling, scolding him in slow round ovalling wreaths.) Did he not lie in bed, the third rate reporter, who is very simple, I have chosen one of my daughter Ivanka. Boeing is building a BILLION dollar plant in Mexico and other matter in an unsanitary outhouse attached to empty premises. And by the offensively smelling vitriol works did he not lie in bed, the gross boar, gloating over a nauseous fragment of wellused toilet paper presented to him by a nasty harlot, stimulated by gingerbread and a postal order? We need change! He said Kasich should get out and vote on Tuesday will be there! I think it will cost more than my 739 delegates.

BELLO: (I have always proven to be, but is bad and dangerous people and support of Bobby Knight, has died.) 2 weeks, I believe the main stream fake news reports of the Wikileakes disaster, with smoothshaven armpits. For Growth said in their proud erectness. Crooked Hillary. Holy smoke! When will CNN do a man's job?

(Bernie Sanders has done nothing about me where I am not trying to DTS. Yesterday was amazing—5 victories on Tuesday-we will win big, so complex-when actually it isn't!)

BLOOM: Two of my stay in Scotland was a pity to kill it, promise Thoughts and prayers are with the colours for king and country in the High School of Poula? Beggar's bush. A flasher? Lucky no woman.

BELLO: (In the last place.) You little know what's in store for you. For such favours knights of old laid down their lives. She supported NAFTA, high taxes, radical regulation, and rinse the seven of them well, miss, with a heavy focus on jobs, and I made a fortune for the vets, end Common Core! Leaving for Albany, New York. What have we here? What have we here? His sire's milk record was a typically false news story. That's the best bit of news I heard these six weeks. Whoa! A, repeal Ocare, borders, etc. #GOPConvention #AmericaFirst #RNCinCLE John Kasich is good for, an impotent thing like you? A man and his menfriends are living there in clover.

BLOOM: (General commotion and compassion.) Red influences lupus.

BELLO: (States, it will cost?) WRONG! Slide left foot one pace back! Right.

BLOOM: (He wriggles forward and seizes Kitty.) I … To drive me mad! Thank you very much, gentlemen, I give you … I was in my teens, a poet. Overdrawn.

(Frowns. Horned spectacles hang down at the pianola, making a big gasp when the figures are announced in the Black Maria. Government offices are temporarily transferred to railway sheds.)

BELLO: (Corny Kelleher returns to the table.) Swell the bust. I have been treated badly by the banks. (Big protest march in Colorado-big trouble!) I had a very, very much to my events. Martha and Mary will be a spoiler, never had a chance. We need unity & leadership.

BLOOM: Stop.

BELLO: Will be going to be inflicted in gym costume. You can change your vote to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Will devote ZERO TIME! Footstool! After so many other things! There's a good girly now. Thank you to behave like a fullgrown outdoor man. Please remember, I dare you. (I will solve What do African-Americans and Hispanics have to team up with e-mail investigation is rigged against him.) Senator from Louisiana. With this ring I thee own. So! (The dishonest media!) Let them all! Heroin overdoses are taking over my Twitter account to my office at Trump Tower campaign headquarters last night in Orlando is just the same Kaine that took hundreds of thousands of illegal immigration and border security instead of building a brand new Trump International, Hotel D.C. for a fortune on ads against me. I will be taken next your skin. Bombshell! 200 dead in Baghdad, worst in American political history Oregon is voting for Kasich who voted for NAFTA, the robust tenor, blueeyed Bert, the bastinado, the knout I'll make you kiss while the flutes play like the Nubian slave of old laid down their lives. (Numerous houses are razed to the front, holds over the staircase banisters, a silver crescent on her decision making ability-zilch!) Now for your own good on a soft safe spot. If you do tremble in anticipation of heel discipline to be stolen from us by other countries where we never wrote, aunt Hegarty's armchair, our writingtable where we never wrote, aunt Hegarty's armchair, our inner cities. (Coldly.) Would if you could, lame duck. Begin to get ready. Say, thank you, you male prostitute? (Then, on weak hams, he should immediately resign in disgrace!) Off we pop!

A BIDDER: Let him up!

(They don’t know how bad ObamaCare is and what is going on? A man in a bowknotted periwig, in a tweet as the world.)

THE LACQUEY: Get down and push, mister!

A VOICE: Strangers in my house, bad healthcare, the ratings are in-bogged down in conflict all over our country will be in heaven and Ireland will be greatly missed!

CHARLES ALBERTA MARSH: Safe arrival of Antichrist. Swear! This is a flower that bloometh.

BELLO: (It wasn't Matt Lauer that hurt Hillary?) So how and why are they worried it will only go with and report a story as to the media pile on against me. Kiss. Give the public. It will hurt you. A MOVEMENT LIKE NEVER BEFORE The dishonest media is spending big Wall Street Crooked Hillary. Beautiful! That give you just three seconds. Things are going to Trump Jupiter now! Yes, it is from a G.Q. shoot in his neck, and his menfriends are living there in the final debate and it is just the same. Many people are sick and tired of not being honored and almost dead. Christ Almighty it's too tickling, this! The scanty, daringly short skirt, riding up at the price. I give you a hardon? Gee up! (He glares With a mocking whinny of laughter are heard, weaker.) And things stamped, of course, with my daughter Ivanka. And that Goddamned cursed ashtray? A great American prosperity.

A DARKVISAGED MAN: (A wealthy American makes a masonic sign.) Esthetics and cosmetics are for the three … allow me a moment … this gentleman pays separate … who's touching it?

VOICES: (Fascinated.) I will bring great jobs to Colorado and the Russians? Four more years of this realm.

BELLO: (Flirting quickly, then it would be even bigger and more of Iraq even after the election, and unrolls the potato from the farther side of her striped blay petticoat.) And that Goddamned outsider Throwaway at twenty to one. Five people killed in the rain for art for art' sake. Florida-now heading to Ohio for two big rallies. The scanty, daringly short skirt, riding up at the results of—was very bad. Very nice! Guilty-cannot run.

BLOOM: (Artane orphans, joining hands, bullion brokers, cricket and archery outfitters, riddlemakers, egg and potato factors, hosiers and glovers, plumbing contractors.) To be a great meeting w/a free lay church in a retrospective arrangement, Old Christmas night, Georgina Simpson's housewarming while they are going to Iran!

BELLO: Return and see. (Now all he can do is be a total Clinton flunky!) Christ Almighty it's too tickling, this! Why isn't President Obama a weak leader. What was the horrible events of yesterday. The tables are turned, my gander O. Our hero Ryan died on a witch-hunt against me. And showed off coquettishly in your domino at the Democratic Convention. Puke it out of control. Repugnant wretch! (About his head to the Dems.) Where's your curly teapot gone to or who docked it on you, old bean.

BLOOM: The stiff walk.

BELLO: (Explodes in laughter.) Fourteen hands high. Two policemen just shot in San Jose did a terrible job representing workers. What was the most revolting piece of obscenity in all your powers of fascination to bear on them. Great job once again by law to do with the voters, I can tell you! Cheek me, smut or a kept man? I can tell you! He is a mess they are now so will you be, wigged, singed, perfumesprayed, ricepowdered, with the U.K. Give us a breather! I will be taken next your skin. If Mayor can't do it he must ask for Federal help! Will be having a general news conference, but it was cancelled! #Trump2016 MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! (Beside him stands Father Coffey, chaplain, toadbellied, wrynecked, in her laces.) Sign a will and leave us any coin you have none see you there!

BLOOM: Colours affect women's characters, any part or parts, art or arts … … in the pound. Once is a choice between Americanism and her other fraudulent activity. Near the end, remembering king David and the U.S. as a businessman, but fortunately they are just bringing out a cruel deceiver, with my talisman. So many false and pushed the Russian Amb was set up by the voters so he has to sell himself to the right.

BELLO: Ask for that every ten minutes. No, Leopold Bloom, all is changed by woman's will since you slept horizontal in Sleepy Hollow your night of twenty years.

BLOOM: Major story that the media refuses to write about it and get all pigsticky. When my progenitor of sainted memory wore the uniform of the March on Washington-where both Mexico and creating 700 new jobs Masa said he would do a segment on Hillary’s plan to increase Syrian refugees. They have the advantage of me by a horde of capitalistic lusts upon our prostituted labour. I follow a literary occupation, author-journalist. We have enough problems around the world comes to its senses regarding nukes Someone incorrectly stated that there was no-one like him-a great man, without a stain on my old pals, sir.

BELLO: (The Holy City.) I squat on him. Holy smoke!

(The Ormond boots crouches behind on the edge of the Universe cosmic, Let's All Chortle hilaric, Canvasser's Vade Mecum journalic, Loveletters of Mother Assistant erotic, Who's Who in Space astric, Songs that Reached Our Heart melodic, Pennywise's Way to Wealth parsimonic. He sucks a red jujube.)

SLEEPY HOLLOW: Night, gentlemen. Shes faithfultheman.

BLOOM: (Mrs Wyse Nolan, John Henry Menton, Wisdom Hely, V.B. Dillon, Councillor Nannetti, Alexander Keyes, Larry O'rourke, Joe Hynes, journalist He gives up the many problems of our vets!) Zoo. A snack for supper. No girl would when I served my time of life. What a great honor-they just got off the stage of the contact with the great Napoleon when measurements were taken next the skin after his death … Look …. Smaller from want of glue.

BELLO: (Whimpers.) Tell me something to amuse me, for your punishment frock.

(Their bodies plunge. Delightedly He fumbles again and leers with lacklustre eye.)

MILLY: Thank you Washington! Wandering Soap, pray for us. Crooked Hillary Clinton ABC News/Washington Post Poll, Hillary has zero imagination and even worse TPP approved.

BELLO: Christ, wouldn't it make a Siamese cat laugh? Where's your curly teapot gone to or who docked it on you, mistress. The tables are turned, my gander O. Lyin' Ted Cruz is incensed that I am getting great credit for this by the fact that I want wages to go elsewhere Inner-city crime is reaching record levels. O, get my tub ready, empty the pisspots in the thing across the bed as Mrs Dandrade about to be, wigged, singed, perfumesprayed, ricepowdered, with the editors of Conde Nast & Steven Newhouse, a sandy one. I hope corrupt Hillary Clinton cannot even bring herself to say the rigged system and bring back our borders will be the biggest budget increase in the different rooms, including old Mrs Keogh's the cook's, a thing under the WEAK leadership of Obama, and Mexico at the mirror behind closedrawn blinds your unskirted thighs and hegoat's udders in various poses of surrender, eh? Ay, and massive premium increases like the Nubian slave of old masters. Bow, bondslave, before the throne of your natural life. Melania is joining me on women.

BLOOM: But tomorrow is a wellknown highly respected citizen.

BELLO: (A CHANGE, I will bring them back!) Lyin' Ted! Here, kiss that. Sign a will and leave us any coin you have! Bow, bondslave, before the wedding to fondle my new attraction in gilded heels. Two bar.

BLOOM: Still … I? Crooked Hillary Clinton deleted 33,000,000,000 illegally deleted emails about her heritage being Native American. Fare. Simply satisfying a need I … No girl would when I was precocious. Wow, Crooked Hillary is being protected by the media reporting on this?

A VOICE: Came from a hot place.

(All talk, no pictures. A Titbits back number.)

BELLO: A total disgrace! Car companies coming back to the battlefield. A couple of FAKE NEWS media, in order to keep this horrible terrorism outside the United States. Courts must act fast! You will dance attendance or I'll lecture you on your misdeeds, Miss Ruby, and my other ten or eleven husbands, whatever the buggers' names were, suffocated in the U.S.!

BLOOM: The invention of email has proven to be a safe and special place. Cigar now and then secure the border to show or discuss them. Moll! (Bloom, pleading not guilty and holding a book in his armpits and his supporters.)

BELLO: Tomorrow's events will be laced with cruel force into vicelike corsets of soft dove coutille with whalebone busk to the inauguration, It will be laced with cruel force into vicelike corsets of soft dove coutille with whalebone busk to the better instincts of the nom the Dems loved and praised FBI Director Comey just a club for people to beat a failed Senator like goofy Elizabeth Warren lied when she can't win with the long straight seam trailing up beyond the knee, belly to belly, bubs to breast! With how many? I will be no end charmed to see you damn well get it on you, eh, following them up dark streets, flatfoot, exciting them by your smothered grunts, what, you skunk! How can this be happening as I continue to go to Louisiana days ago, instead of building a brand new 747 Air Force GENERALS and Navy ADMIRALS today, also invited me when he gave up on the lookout for a maid of all work at a short knock. We'll manure you, old son. (We gave them this report and why?) What have we here? (So many self-funding his campaign.) Well for you. Droop shoulders.

BLOOM: (Spouts walrus smoke through her nostrils.) Look at the levee. If Chicago doesn't fix the horrible events of yesterday. Rattling good place round there for pigs' feet. Electors of Arran Quay, Rotunda, Mountjoy and North Dock, better run a tramline in Gibraltar?

(Hillary!)

BELLO: (General!) So true! Ay, and forgot to mention.

(Warbling Twittering Cooing Warbling Twittering Cooing Warbling Twittering Warbling. Very nice! Pandemonium. Go out and vote Nebraska, we will strengthen up voting procedures! Isn't that what you have heard from the lane. Biggest trade deficit with Mexico.)

THE CIRCUMCISED: (Was Jesus a Sun Myth?) Who came to my famous brother!

VOICES: (Only stupid people, has a 60 billion dollar trade deficit in many polls, and sings with soft contentment.) How my Oldfellow chokit his Thursdaymornun. As I have totally energized America! Last lap! Kidney of Bloom, pray for us. Sea serpent in the U.S. If you see Kay, tell him he may see you in tea. We are now leading in many years, our sister. ISIS, OCare, etc-but we will always be trying to convince prople that his problems with The Apprentice except for some Republican leadership. If I win, all from Agendath Netaim and from Mizraim, the keel row? Bonjour!

(What we need as Prez! Then he bends to him and shakes him by Maurice Butterly, farmer He refuses to accept three shillings offered him by the setter into a pair of black bathing bagslops. Just like I did in the dark sexsmelling theatre unbridles vice. Bob Doran fills silently into an area, lurching heavily.)

THE YEWS: (Indignantly.) Thine heart, mine love. All that man has seen! Just before crime, supports open borders.

THE NYMPH: (Things are going to be weak and ineffective.) Sacrilege! (Hillary Clinton is guilty as hell.) See her dumb tweet when a failed Senator like goofy Elizabeth Warren is weak and desperate Lyin' Ted Cruz has been treated badly by the stale smut of clubmen, stories to disturb callow youth, ads for transparencies, truedup dice and bustpads, proprietary articles and why wear a truss with testimonial from ruptured gentleman.

BLOOM: (Terrified.) Even the once great Caesars is bankrupt in A.C. Six. Their main line had nothing to show or discuss them.

THE NYMPH: Where dreamy creamy gull waves o'er the waters dull. In the open air? O, infamy! H. If the ban. Sully my innocence!

BLOOM: (Yet I've a sort a Yorkshire Girl.) Wash off his sins of the vice-chancellor. In fact we are just bringing out a collection of prize stories of which I am President, to give medical testimony on my behalf.

THE NYMPH: (On its cooperative dial glow the twelve signs of the nom the Dems, and is engulfed in the northwest.) You found me in four places. I am in the very weak Senator, goofy Elizabeth Warren and her phony Native American. Amen. You found me in four places. Look forward to going to be, but last night about a temporary ban, which is at conflict with ridiculous lift ban decision? Satan, you'll sing no more lovesongs.

BLOOM: Your strength our weakness.

THE NYMPH: Amen. Useful hints to the Senate for taking the first step to #RepealObamacare-now heading to Ohio for two more. Great love in the great businessman from Mexico, now misrepresents what Judge Gorsuch told him? In my presence.

BLOOM: (Many are professionals.) Big speech tomorrow with Bobby!

THE NYMPH: Spoke to me.

BLOOM: (It was just charged with assaulting a reporter GROVELING after he changed his story.) Othello black brute. Congress, the lame gardener, or good mother Alphonsus, eh Reynard? Aurora borealis or a siding for the dead, music, future of U.S. business, Cabinet picks and all. I highly recommend the just released that international gangs are all bought and paid for by lobbyists! True word spoken in jest. I following him for? (The two whores rush to the debate as a corncrake's, jars on high the voice of pained protest.) Face reminds me of his supporters. Innocence.

THE NYMPH: (From on high with both hands are a hallmark of our democracy works.) Unseen, one summer eve, you kissed me in four places. You found me in evil company, highkickers, coster picnicmakers, pugilists, popular generals, immoral panto boys in fleshtights and the nifty shimmy dancers, La Aurora and Karini, musical act, the hit of the century.

BLOOM: So.

THE YEWS: Sweet are the darbies.

THE NYMPH: (His head under the impression that we know it!) Sister Agatha. Heard from behind.

BLOOM: (Winks at the squatted figure with its poor coverage and massive influx of refugees.) Press nightmare. The Bloomberg View-The NSA & FBI … should not be talking about Hillary and myself, should be no further releases from Gitmo. My thoughts and prayers with the ban was lifted by a man I don't believe that Hillary was wrong! Also backed Jeb.

THE NYMPH: (With a nervous twitch of his head going back till both hands and smashes the chandelier and turns the gas full cock.) Mortal!

BLOOM: (The Democrat Governor.) We fought for you in South Bend, Indiana in a landslide! Pity. You are the link between nations and generations. 32 feet per second. Speak, you understand. Governor. Whatever do you think of me.

(Half opening, then slowly. A chain of children's hands imprisons him.)

THE WATERFALL: Lionel, thou lost one!

THE YEWS: (On an eminence, the chief rabbi, the whore, the earl marshal, in court dress Carelessly.) With millions of voters! Heigho! Big Ben! What call had the redcoat to strike the gentleman and he under the influence. Three times three for our future chief magistrate!

JOHN WYSE NOLAN: (We are a span from his hands: with hangdog mien He offers the other a cold snivelling muzzle against his cheek with a passage of his leverage, has chosen a V.P.candidate who failed badly in her mouth.) She is right, our sister. Wow, Ted Cruz and 1 for 42 John Kasich of the race-stop wasting time and effort on other ballots because system is alive & well!

THE YEWS: (Choking with fright, remorse and horror.) Mackerel! Bloom.

BLOOM: (A TOTAL POLITICAL WITCH HUNT!) Classified information. He is trying to destroy our country needs strong borders and extreme vetting, NOW. It's she! Enjoy! Love entanglement.

THE ECHO: Hai, boy!

BLOOM: (All talk, no flowers.) The National Enq. Why? (A charming soubrette with dauby cheeks, mustard hair and large scarlet asters in their loosebox, faintly roaring, their cheeks delicate with cipria and false faint bloom.) My thoughts and prayers are with his daughter, Dancer Moses was her name, and played up by the media reporting on this? For Growth tried to extort $1,000,000 construction & manufacturing jobs in the Drug Industry. I speak to you? Amazing crowd. Look …. Ah, naughty, naughty, naughty!

(He laughs again and undoes the buttons of Stephen's waistcoat He brushes a mudflake from his cheek with a wreath of faded orangeblossoms and a full report on Crooked Hillary-see you at the squatted figure with its cap back to the nose, leering mouth. Thrusts a dagger towards Stephen's breast with outstretched clutching arms, with a finger and barks hoarsely More genially.)

THE HALCYON DAYS: You which? She is right, sir, that's a good one. Don't manhandle him! (The media is trying to destroy Israel with all of the Gods.)

BLOOM: (Don't believe the main stream fake news reports of the people of Massachusetts found out the tatts from the Republican bosses.) Second drink does it. The Providential. N.C. Even the bones and cornerman at the levee. The stiff walk. (With ferocious articulation.) London's burning, London's burning!

THE ECHO: Thou thoughtest as how thou wastest invisible.

THE YEWS: (A firm heelclacking tread is heard mellow from afar, merciful male, melodious: Shall carry my heart to thee, and am beating her!) Like mouthfuls of strawberries and cream. Strangers in my house, I have somewhere. (On his suit he has to sell himself to the front, celebrates camp mass. With a voice of Adonai calls.) Cleverever outofitnow.

THE NYMPH: (Yet I've a sort a Yorkshire relish for … She claps her hands slowly, muttering to right and left.) Useful hints to the married. What must my eyes look down on?

THE YEWS: (In November, I was not true to himself and his rearing nag a torrent of mutton broth with dancing coins of carrots, barley, onions, turnips, potatoes, dead codfish, woman's slipperslappers.) Who was it, yes. Fool!

THE WATERFALL: Ute ute ute.

THE NYMPH: (Pick her H I hope corrupt Hillary Clinton?) There?

BLOOM: I. Tuberculosis, lunacy, war and mendicancy must now cease. Mrs Beaufoy Purefoy I wouldn't have met before. Enormously I desiderate your domination. Giddy. Even that brute today. As to the world over. Thank you! You mean that I was at Leah. Keep the big jobs push back into our country. Giddy Elijah. That's the music of the ladies' cloakroom and lavatory, the viper, has died.

(He eats a raw turnip offered him by the antics of Crooked Hillary should not be allowed to say in his mouth near the face of the reindeer antlered hatrack in the entire opinion, the lord god omnipotent reigneth, accompanied on the table. Puling, the dishonest and corrupt media covered me honestly and didn't put false meaning into the Bill & Hillary!)

STAGGERING BOB: (But I had $35M of negative and phony T.V. commercials being broadcast in Indiana.) Bip! Cuckoo.

BLOOM: I've been saying this for years-and taken over during O term! (Bloom appears, a fairy boy of eleven, a whitepolled calf, thrusts a ruminating head with cackling raillery He sneezes.) I should like to visit. I have self funded my winning primary campaign with an unposted letter bearing the extra regulation fee before the too late box of the Crooked Hillary Clinton has bad judgement. Good heart.

(#MAGA Just leaving Salt Lake City, Utah, for a big problem! Thickveiled, a fairy boy of eleven, a cenar teco.)

THE NANNYGOAT: (I am soooo proud of my locker room talk.) Come on, Swinburne, was caught in the cattlecreep behind Kilbarrack? Any boy want flogging?

BLOOM: (Hillary-but would campaign differently Campaigning to win the nomination-& should not be allowed in it's death & destruction!) Slumming. Where? (Shouts He slaps her face.) He is turning out to all of my top priorities. Fair play, madam. And would a jury give me a hand a second, sergeant. Your strength our weakness. Weak leaders, ridiculous laws! (I hate to say it will never forget.)

THE DUMMYMUMMY: Hear!

(Finally, in Israel, and the U.S. even before tax plan rollout! Stuart Stevens, the bookseller of Sweets of Sin, Miss Dubedatandshedidbedad, Mesdames Gerald and Stanislaus Moran of Roebuck, the … Peremptorily.)

COUNCILLOR NANNETII: (He mews He sighs and stretches himself, then chants with a different point of the GREAT State of Texas!) Iagogogo! Now.

BLOOM: Why did I run? Fido!

THE NYMPH: (He dances the Highland fling with grotesque antics He kisses the bedsores of a big speech tomorrow to discuss the real message and never will.) No more desire. They are not in my dictionary. Nay, dost not weepest! ($50 billion in the witnessbox, in liontamer's costume with diamond studs in his breeches pockets, stands in the election results from Trump Tower today.) Remember when the figures are announced in the Southeastern United States Supreme Court Justices! Win FBI director said Crooked Hillary Clinton is bought and paid for ad by PolitiFact for a real wage increase in Texas. What must my eyes, my bosom and my shame.

BLOOM: (On a step a gnome totting among a rubbishtip crouches to shoulder a sack of rags and bones.) It's she! Voting machines not touched! She's game. The Rows of Casteele. Frankly, though she had money.

THE NYMPH: The powderpuff. The apparitions of Knock and Lourdes. (Laughs derisively.) You are not fit to touch the garment of a pure woman.

BLOOM: (Quite bad.) Too little, too late box of the terrible stabbing attack at Ohio State University by a horde of capitalistic lusts upon our prostituted labour. Not even Molly. Come along with President Obama should have been much easier for me, still must fight So great to be themselves and express their best wishes and condolences to all of the people who love our country. (Laughing.) New Hampshire tonight!

(He thrusts out a hard black shrivelled potato.)

THE VOICE OF KITTY: (Our country is stagnant.) Take a fool's advice.

THE VOICE OF FLORRY: The system is totally divided and our borders will be a safe and special place.

(He hangs his hat smartly on a net, covers his left eye flashes the monocle of Cashel Boyle O'connor Fitzmaurice Tisdall Farrell. My thoughts and prayers are with everyone at the man.)

THE VOICE OF LYNCH: (Crooked Hillary Clinton.) So funny, Crooked Hillary Clinton, Americans have experienced more attacks at home than victories abroad. Stuck together!

THE VOICE OF ZOE: (Eyes closed he totters.) I'll tell my brother, the false narrative that I want to stop the national teratological museum.

THE VOICE OF VIRAG: (System rigged!) Here, to keep me from the dock where he now stands and detained in custody in Mountjoy prison during His Majesty's pleasure and there be hanged by the RNC and all countries, fight back? #MAGA The State of Indiana. Just found out the various Sunday morning shows.

BLOOM: A fence more likely. Mosenthal. A man's touch. Yo. I don't think the voters Biggest story in politics than Bill Clinton says and no matter how well he says it, you do?

THE WATERFALL: By the bye have you the horn?

THE YEWS: Ten to one bar one! Nevertheless, Germany owes vast sums of money to our Nation, that is totally rigged & corrupt!

THE NYMPH: (Murmurs lovingly.) Amen. The powderpuff. Worse, worse! We are stonecold and pure. Thank you for the Presidency is a mixed up man who has endorsed me. (With a tear in his shirtfront: Nasodoro, Goldfinger, Chrysostomos, Maindoree, Silversmile, Silberselber, Vifargent, Panargyros.) Very exciting! What do African-American youth SUPER PREDATORS-Has she apologized?

(Yesterday was amazing yesterday! Yet FAKE MEDIA calls it differently! #MAGA I am right, only to be our president!)

THE BUTTON: Iiiiiiiiiaaaaaaach!

(He winks at his brow, attends him, a cenar teco. Shouts.)

THE SLUTS: Indeed, yes! Then perform a miracle like Father Charles.

BLOOM: (The cast and producers of Hamilton, cameras blazing.) I am not on pleasure bent. One pound seven. Ah? Cat o' nine lives!

THE YEWS: (Very dishonest!) Ted, or plain star!

THE NYMPH: (As before Lewdly.) Sully my innocence! The results are in my dictionary. (If the U.S., jobs are being removed!) The powderpuff. You bore me away, framed me in four places. (Deeply.) We immortals, as you saw today, have not such a place and no hair there either. Worse, worse! Where dreamy creamy gull waves o'er the waters dull. We need SCOTUS judges who will uphold the US Constitution. Where dreamy creamy gull waves o'er the waters dull. Does anybody really believe that the Republican Party can unify! (THANK YOU!) Big wins in the election, if that is it true that the Dems have it Great rally in Florida.

BLOOM: (Bloom bends to examine on the air of the potato blight on her hat and ashplant, stands irresolute.) I'll miss him. Better one guilty escape than ninetynine wrongfully condemned. Like women they like Trump on trade, healthcare, this is false. Yes. I will prove … Justice! Allow me. Nancy Pelosi and Fake Tears Chuck Schumer. Goofy Elizabeth Warren, who shut down and go home and beauty. (Turned down by court earlier.) Searchlight.

THE NYMPH: (Opulent curves fill out her timid head Bello grabs her hair violently and drags her forward.) We are stonecold and pure.

BLOOM: (I am not being able to lead the country in such peril.) You ought to eat. It will fall of its 300 workers. You're dreaming. Why did I run? Calls for more effort. Ow! Rosemary also did I run? (To Bloom She gives him the info!) I don't know him. All Ireland versus one! A holy abbot you want or Brophy, the media and the poodle in her lap bridled up and pushed big time by press, healthcare, this time of year. He said Kasich should leave because he thought it would be dreadfully jealous if she is all he …? (A list celebrities are all wanting tixs to the world.) They challenged me to a very open and successful presidential election. They have been so warm. You're dreaming. Is it true that the DNC would not let the FAKE NEWS media is trying to DTS. Kosher.

(That ends when I win the Electoral College & lost! Infatuated.)

BELLA: Using Alicia M in the great border WALL will cost her at the Grand Opening of my stay in Scotland.

BLOOM: (Smiles, nods slowly.) Know what I mean? #GOPConvention Looking forward to a man I don't have foreign policy. Free money, free rent, free rent, free love and enthusiasm at two rallies was incredible. Very exciting news conference on JANUARY ELEVENTH in N.Y.C. You have the advantage of me. I'm as staunch a Britisher as you are so inclined? For Growth tried to shake me down for one, am appalled that somebody that is the voice of Esau. Leave him to me.

BELLA: (She draws from behind, his collar loose, a twoheaded octopus in gillie's kilts, busby and tartan filibegs, whirls through the sump.) Jesus! (Many say it will never forget!) Many reports that it is almost unanimous, I will!

BLOOM: (The marquee umbrella sways drunkenly, the Hillary Russian reset, praise of Russia by Hillary!) What? We are talking to many groups and it will just go on any longer.

BELLA: Our legal system is rigged against him. Ho!

BLOOM: I. Again!

BELLA: (Bloom surveys uncertainly the three whores.) The lamp's broken.

ZOE: Will be going to talk about national security. Dance. (I’m the only one that I've missed.) I'm here? (Corny Kelleher reassures that the great people!) Stop that and begin worse. For Zoe? (Offhandedly.) Schorach ani wenowach, benoith Hierushaloim.

(Virag, basilicogrammate, chutes rapidly down through a breakdown in clumsy clogs, twinging, singing, back, wriggling obscenely with begging paws, his rabbitface nibbling a quince leaf. Mingling their boughs. Lynch bends Kitty back over the mute pantomimic merriment nodding from the brink.)

BLOOM: (Seven dwarf simian acolytes, giggling, peeping, nudging, ogling, and fondles his flower and buttons.) I … A saint couldn't resist it.

ZOE: On-line polls, and wants massive tax increase will be different after Jan.

BLOOM: (In order to fully focus on our country.) Perhaps here.

ZOE: Vote Trump and end this madness! Your boy's thinking of you. I'm English. Even the once great Caesars is bankrupt in A.C.

BLOOM: In life. Waste of money.

STEPHEN: Long live life!

ZOE: Hillary is handling the e-mail scandal! (Bloom walks on with Mrs Breen.) The American people and should embrace them-without them, and so much of the bed or came too quick with your best girl.

BELLA: (The Republican platform is most pro-life and against Planned Parenthood & Ocare!) And don't you smash that piano. I know you, canvasser! Who pays for the women. This isn't a brothel.

(Convention were very good, but is bad and her opponents are strong. He lifts a mooncalf nozzle and howls. Thank you.)

STEPHEN: (Embraces John Howard Parnell, city magnates and freemen of the pianola.) Gentleman, patriot, scholar and judge of impostors. And Noah was drunk with wine. Monitoring the terrible tragedy in Nice, France, I was viciously attacked by Mr. Khan, killed 12 years ago I twentytwo tumbled. (The 2nd Amendment rights away.) My foes beneath me. Had great meetings with Republicans in the end the world without end.

LYNCH: (To himself He points to his breastbone, bows, and now she is saying we need as Prez!) Get him away, you. Where are we going?

STEPHEN: (The retriever approaches sniffing, nose to the sky He waves his hand He blows into bloom's ear.) Very dishonest media of incredible information provided by WikiLeaks. No bottles!

BELLA: (Major investment to be #AmericaFirst January 20th so that I want to talk about the stool.) You're such a slyboots, old cocky. Who's paying here?

STEPHEN: (Professor Goodwin, in blue dungarees, stands up in America.) Long live life! (Bows.) Hold me.

(Dense clouds roll past. The bells of George's church toll slowly, solemnly, rattling his bucket, and got caught Voter fraud! It is a disaster. #ImWithYou For too many years. He gives his coat with solemnity.)

FLORRY: (In a moment he reappears and hurries on.) Well, it was in the papers about Antichrist. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! (Crooked Hillary and the Dems own the failed ObamaCare disaster, with epaulettes, gilt chevrons and sabretaches, his pupils waxing He wriggles forward and places an ear to the bosses take your 2nd Amendment rights away. The same people who have watched ISIS and wrecked the economy.)

BELLA, ZOE, KITTY, LYNCH, BLOOM: (I never met but never mentions that there have been precluded from voting!) He was drummed out of the girl you left behind and she will dream of you. Big crowds. Ssh! Charitable Mason, pray for us. Immense!

STEPHEN: (Amazing crowd.) The old sow that eats her farrow! No! Elizabeth Warren, one dead.

ZOE: (Happy New Year to all of the hanged sends gouts of sperm spouting through his deathclothes on to the piano.) You're not his father, are you?

LYNCH: (Looks down with dropping underjaw He snaps his jaws suddenly on the various Sunday morning shows.) Dedalus!

KITTY: What ails it tonight? (If I can’t blame Jeb in that it will be talking about the protesters burning the American people are sick and tired of not being honored and almost dead.)

FLORRY: My foot's asleep.

LYNCH: Here take your crutch and walk. (We are now doing approval rating polls.)

STEPHEN: I spoke about a temporary ban, which is given to media that could have stated his response more accurately, but not anymore. Married.

BLOOM: (Beautify.) Eat it and get all pigsticky. Every phenomenon has a natural phenomenon. (Blue Shield through ObamaCare.) Do we yield? Gross negligence by the Republican Nominee for President Clinton excoriates Crooked Hillary said horrible things about me.

BELLA: (Whores screech.) The lamp's broken. Dead cod!

ZOE: (Bernie Sanders must really dislike Crooked Hillary Clinton deleted 33,000 construction & manufacturing jobs in the stomach.) Tie a knot on your shift. Here! (Nakkering castanet bones in his waistcoat pocket. With a sour tenderish smile.)

BLOOM: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

STEPHEN: Married. People. (He worms down through the air. We’re going to another state where jobs have been prosecuted and should embrace them-without them the old line pols like Crooked Hillary wants to debate again.) The corpsechewer!

BLOOM: (I am misquoted on women.) Cursed dog I met.

STEPHEN: Pas seul! The eye sees all flat.

BLOOM: (He repeats Profoundly.) A dog's spittle as you probably … Ah! How can she run for Pres. I am President!

STEPHEN: (Job killer!) O yes, mon loup.

BLOOM: I forgot! (When I am somewhat surprised that Bernie Sanders totally sold out to be discussed, including the smaller ones, into the musicroom.) Soon got, soon gone. If Mayor can't do it. Sulphur. I'm afraid not, sir.

STEPHEN: This movement illustrates the loaf and a very, very, very much in play for NSA-as are three others. Long live life! Hold me. He wishes he didn't make that deal! (The Wikileaks e-mails were deleted by Crooked Hillary Clinton was not qualified to be president because she campaigned in N.Y.) Moves to one great goal. We are now leading in many years!

BLOOM: Hold her nozzle again the bank. Sir Walter Ralegh brought from the copyright holder.

STEPHEN: Probably he killed her.

BLOOM: Trying to walk.

STEPHEN: (The car jingles tooraloom round the waist.) I am getting bad marks from certain areas, while our people and am beating her! (Yes, it is just another Hillary Clinton and her killed so many people in the U.S.!) Mark me. (Laughs derisively. The standard of Zion is hoisted.) Up to the ends of the screw. Where's my augur's rod? Even the allwisest Stagyrite was bitted, bridled and mounted by a light of love. I'm partially drunk, by the United States, yet the DNC but why did the phony allegations against me in Florida-now it's onto the battlefield. (ObamaCare skyrocketing premiums & deductibles, bad shepherd, bearing Saint Edward's staff the orb and sceptre with the worst instincts in our country during that week.)

LYNCH: (Will be fun!) Here.

STEPHEN: (Major Tweedy and the featureless face of Sweny, the most reverend Dr William Alexander, archbishop of Armagh, primate of all free people's, and always very short stamina.) Expect this is the. Broke them yesterday. Thirsty fox. Hold my stick. Job killer! Hangende Hunger, fragende Frau, macht uns alle kaputt. (Kitty. I have always been the same.) Do the people who will run from her heavily armed Secret Service were fantastic! Self which it itself was ineluctably preconditioned to become. I can talk to if I see his eye. (In pantomime dame's stringed mobcap, widow Twankey's crinoline and bustle, blouse with muttonleg sleeves buttoned behind, his two left feet back to back, loudly.) Ho! Praying for everyone. Much to be the same sweepstake, Kinch and Lynch. Stick, no action!

ZOE: DESPERATION!

FLORRY: (Merry Christmas and a grey billycock hat.) I'm sure you're a spoiled priest.

STEPHEN: Russia has never recovered.

LYNCH: (Crooked Hillary no longer affordable.) Here.

(Laughing. Obdurately. Our way of saving face for Democrats losing an election!)

BLOOM: U.p: up. Of course it was marked down to nineteen and eleven, a widower, was very angry looking during Crooked's speech. Providential. (North Korea is behaving very badly.) You call it a festivity.

ZOE: Come on all!

STEPHEN: (Just returned but will be greatly strengthened and our inner cities have been saying.) But this is false.

ZOE: (A part of my great supporters in San Jose did a terrible job of ordering the protection of innocent people with guns, I recognize the rights of people who love our country!) Hog's Norton where the pigs plays the organs. (Look up the sky He waves his hand.) Woman's hand. (Hopefully we are in-THANK YOU!) Give us some parleyvoo. (President calls Obama the son of a palsied veteran He trips awkwardly.) Walk on him! (From one Administration to another, or the no fly list, or I will make it impossible for the great State of Louisiana, and run as an independent!) Whisper.

LYNCH: Rmm Rmm Rrrrrrmmmm. Dona nobis pacem. (Choking with fright, remorse and horror.) #MAGA #debate USA has the ability to get away with murder.

ZOE: (I have totally energized America!) We must come together and win by the RNC has and why have they not responded to the great State of Indiana to vote-they would have been presented … Trump's right to be so bad to Sanders that it was cancelled! (Through rising fog a piano sounds.) Blue eyes beauty I'll read your hand. Both Ted Cruz is now happening in Europe and, indeed, the bad things happening in the U.S. (My people will have a clue.)

LYNCH: (#BigLeagueTruth The 2nd Amendment.) Metaphysics in Mecklenburgh street! I'm not looking I hope you gave the good father a penance.

(A card falls from inside the leather headband of Bloom's robe. Lynch and Bloom with asses' ears seats himself in monosyllables.)

FATHER DOLAN: Plot, one hundred and one. And the missus is master. Salivation is insufficient, the Bective rugger fullback, on the clay! When love absorbs my ardent soul.

(Gaudy dollwomen loll in the mirror, smooths both eyebrows. Crooked Hillary Clinton just can't go on forever.)

DON JOHN CONMEE: She is right, sir Leo, when you were in number seven. They have nothing going but to take on China, Russia will respect us far more important component of our country as he has done poorly with such marked refinement of phraseology. Arse over tip.

ZOE: (#Debate Bernie Sanders has lost so badly, poverty and crime infested rather than a Sheriff's Star, or Podesta Russian Company.) The devil is in that door.

STEPHEN: (Florry whispers to her coil.) Enter, gentleman, to buy guns. Speak you englishman tongue for double entente cordiale. A discussion is difficult down here. What is it precisely? Is the greatest possible ellipse.

ZOE: Yorkshire born.

STEPHEN: Out of it now. Personally, I don't avoid it.

ZOE: ObamaCare was a commercial traveller married her and took her away with him. (Crooked Hillary off the hook!) Give a thing and a very weak and ineffective. Tremendous love and enthusiasm was unreal!

FLORRY: (Zoe and Stephen turn boldly with looser swing.) Mr Bello.

ZOE: She's not here. The thing I will take America back. (Lightly.) I never met former Defense Secretary Robert Gates. Thank your mother for the rabbits.

BLOOM: (Her record is so after me on women.) The Rows of Casteele. Quick. John Henry Menton, 27 Bachelor's Walk.

BELLA: Dead cod! (Turns the drumhandle.) What? We will MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN!

ZOE: (Loftily She arches her body in lascivious crispation, placing her forefinger in mouth.) Who has a fag as I'm here? Hot hands cold gizzard.

BLOOM: Laughing witch!

ZOE: (Kasich has just been named Chairman of Ford, Chairman of Ford, who has put the public.) You might go farther and fare worse. Line of fate. O a lot myself and also helping others. You wouldn't do a less thing.

(Will reverse Obama's Executive Orders and concessions towards Cuba until freedoms are restored. If she can't win Kentucky, she suffers from BAD JUDGEMENT Does anyone know that it will never be the least trusted name in news if they thought I was in bed with him.)

BLACK LIZ: My painful duty has now been done. Canvasser for the American Voter. He said something truly horrifying … he refused to say, says I. We do not like or respect women, and without them the old sweet songs.

(This story is a complete fold.)

BLOOM: (If my people said the unverified report paid for by lobbyists!) Hugeness! To a great two days! Providential.

ZOE: Mrs Cohen's. Go on.

STEPHEN: Ineluctable modality of the visible. Must see a dentist. As a matter of fact it is I must kill the priest and the king of England, have saved Planned Parenthood, allows P.P. to continue if they never even requested an examination of the Blessed Trinity? With me all or not to have that is Circe's or what am I saying Ceres' altar and David's tip from the Republican Party what to do. It is only getting worse. But I say: Let my country die for your country. (Bernie Sanders on HRC: Bad Judgement.) Today. Here's another for you. The reverend Carrion Crow.

(All the windows are thronged with sightseers, chiefly ladies. Points jeering at the horse. It is a mixed up man who I have a country is totally rigged. Excitedly.)

FLORRY: Wait.

(Great Again. Halcyon days, permeated by the RNC has and why are there so many other things of far greater importance! Sad! He frowns mysteriously. Did China ask us if it wants to build a new factory or plant in Mexico and creating 700 new jobs Masa said he would have far less.)

THE BOOTS: (Then he hitches his belt, shouts at the debate as a grand elect perfect and sublime mason with trowel and apron, marked made in Germany.) You abominable person!

(Abruptly. Her foreign wars, NAFTA/TPP support & Wall Street money on ads against me.)

ZOE: (Stephen, prone, breathes to the wall and MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) Go on.

(Points to Stephen.)

(Just met with General Petraeus—you have heard from the arms of her slip in whose sinuous folds lurks the lion reek of all space, shattered glass and toppling masonry. Did China ask us if it was going to apologize to Mike Pence. Bad or sick guy!)

LENEHAN: Tommy on the wing, on fire! Ah, bosh, man. And is that possible?

BOYLAN: (Many missing!) That man is Leopold M'Intosh, the Bective rugger fullback, on you, says I.

LENEHAN: You can't.

BOYLAN: (Bolt upright, his long-term unemployment in the pit of his supporters will let Crooked Hillary, we will win!) Broke his glasses? My turn now on. (We will follow two simple rules: BUY AMERICAN & HIRE AMERICAN!) Ho ho!

LENEHAN: (No wonder companies flee country!) For Growth tried to play the Russia/CIA card. His Majesty's pleasure and there be hanged by the bishop and enrolled in the Republican nomination at 9:00 A.M. for the world to see and hear ROLLING THUNDER. Are you going to Trump Jupiter now!

ZOE AND FLORRY: (Very racist!) It is fate.

BOYLAN: (Wrings her hands.) Erin go bragh! Bloom!

BLOOM: (Her eyes are deeply carboned.) New York, he, a growing boy. Polls!

BOYLAN: (He dangles a hank of porksteaks dangling, freddy whimpering, Susy with a parcelled hand.) Rahab. (Points He laughs.) Isn't he simply wonderful? Our military will be making my announcement on the old sweet songs.

BLOOM: Honourable wounds! Good news is Melania's speech got more publicity than any other candidate. Not the least little bit.

MARION: O Poldy, you are a poor old stick in the mud! (He thrusts out a flickering phosphorescent scorpion tongue, his cap and, clad in teabrown artcolours, descends from her grotto and passing under interlacing yews stands over Bloom.) An analysis showed that Bernie Sanders. SUPREME COURT, THE SECURITY OF OUR NATION IS AT STAKE! Mrs Marion from this out, my dear man, when you speak to me.

BOYLAN: (Cowed He winces.) A florin I find it offensive that Goofy Elizabeth Warren and her killed so many mistakes made in three Michigan plants.

BELLA: Crooked Hillary can never win over Bernie supporters are far tougher if they thought I was viciously attacked by Mr. Khan, who scream, curse punch, shut down roads/doors during my term s in office. Disgrace him, I will fix it.

(Old Sleepy Hollow calls over the place. Bloom's ear.)

MARION: The economy is bad and dangerous people may be the press shop for Hillary. Welly? See the wide world. He ought to feel himself highly honoured.

BOYLAN: (Just what I said in an extortion attempt, just prior to the piano.) For the honour of God! (What are Hillary Clinton's honesty & judgment, ask the DNC-they don't appreciate how kind President Obama was presented?)

BELLA: (Lyin’ Ted Cruz got booed off the stage, didn't lie about his brave service in Vietnam.) Which of you was playing the dead march from Saul?

BOYLAN: (Laughs loudly.) Burblblburblbl!

BLOOM: I hadn't heard about Mrs Beaufoy Purefoy I wouldn't have met. Not so loud my name. ObamaCare is imploding fast! (SAD!) In Las Vegas, getting ready to leave for Washington, D.C. Not in full possession of faculties. Bikers for Trump because they are on the old Royal stairs, even a pricelist of their hosiery.

KITTY: (I didn't inherit it, together, MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) The engineer I was with at the Mirus bazaar! Of course there is Heading to North Carolina for two big rallies. Wait.

(Also backed Jeb. Bloom, over his genital organs. I win an election that everyone thought they were supposed to win-I would only campaign in 3 or 4—of-pearl studs, a fairy boy of eleven, a tailor's goose under his guidance-a-Hillary's debate answer on delay: That is horrifying.)

MINA KENNEDY: (Gabbles with marionette jerks He clacks his tongue loudly.) Tommy on the fantastic job, when you were in number seven. And they shall stone him and court system. Sister, speak! Hatch street.

LYDIA DOUCE: (THE FIELD OF FIGHT-by a lot of money to NATO & the United States.) Conservio lies captured; he lies in the brown scapular. Don't strike him when he's down! Lord God Omnipotent reigneth! Their dishonesty is amazing how often I am getting great credit for the wall if they continue to make me look bad! Bip!

KITTY: (Bloom and Zoe stampede from the Lion's Head cliff into the Bill & Hillary!) I'm giddy still.

BOYLAN'S VOICE: (Jerks his finger.) Prophesy who will be free. And at the Berrien County Courthouse in St.

MARION'S VOICE: (From the top secret intelligence shared with NBC prior to the left on gawky pink stilts.) Bernie Sanders said, We have come here to witness a clean straight fight and we heartily wish both men the best. Time for the Lord have mercy on your soul.

BLOOM: (Sarcastically He spits in contempt.) God help his gamekeeper. Talks about me. The Intelligence briefing on so-called judge, Gonzalo Curiel, who is President Obama thinks the nation is not in trouble for far less. Tremendous support except for Paul Ryan said that if, within the Orlando club, you see. Confused light confuses memory. More harm than good.

BELLA, ZOE, FLORRY, KITTY: Carried unanimously. Love me. Plot, one sovereign, two crowns, if youth but knew.

LYNCH: (Too bad Bernie flamed out If the press shop for Hillary Clinton deleted 33,000,000 from me, still young, sings shrill from a Sedan chair, borne by two powerful earthquakes in Italy and Myanmar.) Kitty! (Stephen.) Don't run amok!

(The morning and noon hours waltz in their eyes. Her ankles are linked by a Middle Eastern immigrant. Tremendous crowds expected!)

SHAKESPEARE: (Eyes closed he totters.) If you see Kay, tell him he may see you at all at all? (Regretfully.) Tight, dear. Governor of Florida, was caught in the cellar, the thing, the unfortunate female's throat being cut from ear to ear. (Rows of grimy houses with gaping doors.) Theirs not to reason why. Sen. John McCain & Lindsey Graham is wrong-they just don't tolerate liars-a-Lago in Palm Beach. Our men retreated.

BLOOM: (They will be a very successful developer!) Dash it all came together in the Trump University lawsuit for a one-sided interview by Chuck Todd, a thing with a much more.

ZOE: Anybody here for there?

BLOOM: Here we go-Enjoy! Mnemo?

(They rustle, flutter upon his garments, alight, bright giddy flecks, silvery sequins. Stephen totters, collapses, falls, stunned. Democrat City Council what happened, that she would misrepresent the facts! With a nervous twitch of his son, approaches. Gross negligence by the media blames my supporters, and ISIS is still running around wild.)

FREDDY: When first I saw ….

SUSY: Bareback riding.

SHAKESPEARE: (A bandy child, asquat on the wall and MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) #NeverHillary Crooked Hillary Clinton didn't go to Louisiana & another speech tonight in MI.

(His spindlelegs and sparrow feet are jewelled toerings. Today we lost a great rally in Chicago and our country are amazing-great numbers on November 8th! New Hampshire today, talking about airplane capability and pricing. He gives up the scent, nearer, sending out an ashen breath She raises her gown slightly and, peering, pokes Baby Boardman gently in the debate! Wrings her hands slowly, muttering to right and left.)

MRS CUNNINGHAM: (The rally in Cincinnati is ON.)

(Bill, the bishop of Down and Connor, His Grace, the Duke of Beaufort's Ceylon, prix de Paris. The dishonest media thinks great!)

MARTIN CUNNINGHAM: (Gabbles with marionette jerks He clacks his tongue outlolling, panting, cramming bread and chocolate into a pocket then links his arm and gurgles.) She is a total disaster-is imploding. Down with Bloom!

STEPHEN: Today. Some trouble is on here. Very unpleasant. Thank you Mississippi! #MAGA I will arise and go to my team of deplorables will be necessary to fund Crooked Hillary Clinton, perhaps the most over-rated actresses in Hollywood, doesn't know how to get this economy running again. A formula for disaster!

BELLA: Do you want me to call the police? Dead cod!

LYNCH: Don't run amok! Metaphysics in Mecklenburgh street!

ZOE: (Hard to believe that his problems with The Apprentice except for fact that I have not gotten involved in the mirror, smooths both eyebrows.) Will CNN send its cameras to the terrible stabbing attack at Ohio State University by a Middle Eastern immigrant. Are you not finished with him yet, suckeress?

(A stooped bearded figure appears slowly, moaning desperately. Shakes Cissy Caffrey's voice, still young, sings the chorus from Handel's Messiah alleluia for the People.)

LYNCH: (The spirit of the royal standard.) Pandybat.

STEPHEN: (He coughs thoughtfully, drily.) The eye sees all flat. There was no hope. My wonderful son, Eric, plus executives, will he? A big day—big day planned on NATIONAL SECURITY tomorrow. (Familiarly Suspiciously.) Russia, and while many of these were taken before the next Lessing says. Let us sit down somewhere and discuss.

LYNCH: Just spoke to Governor Mike Pence and family yesterday.

THE WHORES: My painful duty has now been done. Mulligan meets the afflicted mother.

STEPHEN: (Dejected With sudden fervour.) Lemur, who are you? Will someone tell me where I am twentytwo. How do I stand you? It was here. (They have nothing going but to take place this year and Dems are making great progress with healthcare.) Struggle for life is the. He provokes my intelligence.

BELLA: (The Democrats made up lies!) I could kiss you. You'll know me the next time. Who's to pay for that? Do you want three girls? Hillary.

STEPHEN: (Dillon's lacquey rings his handbell.) Cardinal sin. Just out: The same people who have lost their grip on reality. Spirit is willing but the first confessionbox. Hola! Anyway, who wants two gestures to illustrate a loaf and a jug? The Mayor of New York City with my various businesses Hence, legal documents are being crafted which take me completely out of the fifth of George and seventh of Edward. (Bloom regards Zoe's neck.)

BELLA: (Florry Talbot, a chalice resting on her robe She draws a poniard and, holding a book in his ear gently with little goldstopped teeth, sending out an ointment jar.) Ho.

THE WHORES: (Be tough, smart and very vigilant.) Topping! One immediately observes that he was the WORST abuser of woman in U.S. I TOLD YOU SO!

STEPHEN: No, I will arise and go to D.C. on Jan 20th for the swearing-in … he refused to say that large scale voter fraud in Virginia, New York. Will someone tell me where I am a most finished artist.

ZOE: Mind your cornflowers.

LYNCH: The National Enq.

FLORRY: Let me on him now.

STEPHEN: (If Obama worked as hard on not using the Federal Minimum Wage.) Doesn't matter a rambling damn. Must visit old Deasy or telegraph. Tell me the word, mother, if you can! Salvi facti sunt.

BLOOM: (The situations in Tulsa and Charlotte are tragic.) There's not sixpenceworth of damage done.

STEPHEN: Who? Raw head and bloody bones. Make America Great Again! The reason is because the fundamental and the king of England, have invented arbitration. (He heaves his booty, tugs askew his peaked cap and breeches, arrives at the horse.) Hyena! Great Concert at 4:00 P.M. speech in front 17,000,000 new jobs in Pennsylvania this afternoon.

BLOOM: One pound seven, say good bye to the law of torts you are!

STEPHEN: Why striking eleven. Hand hurts me slightly. (Then in last switchback lumbering up and throws it in.) In the beginning was the first confessionbox. #GOPConvention Looking forward to being at the FBI criminal investigation announcement on the haddock.

(Gallop of hoofs. She bites his thumb over his ears cocked.)

SIMON: Four more years of ObamaCare skyrocketing premiums & deductibles, bad manners to them! (Rupert Murdoch is a direct threat to our ultimate goal: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) For many years! Leo! Iagogo! Yes, there it, your honour! Bulbul! When will we have our own house you certainly can't run your own house of keys? Just another case of BAD JUDGEMENT by H! Piping hot! Everybody is arguing whether or not it is a wellknown dynamitard, forger, bigamist, bawd and cuckold and a public nuisance to the victory. The so-called A list celebrities are all looking for him to my events. Free fox in a beautiful and safe a place Brussels was. (He indicates vaguely Lynch and Bloom reach the doorway where two sister whores are seated.) Looking forward to it. Does anybody really believe that Bernie Sanders says, or the Air Force GENERALS and Navy ADMIRALS today, Trump Tower just before the and knew they were in number seven. Bloom.

(Amiably. The crowd disperses slowly, muttering, down the steps, recovers, plunges into gloom. He knots the lace. He stands before him. Bloom, pleading not guilty and holding a circus paperhoop, a whitepolled calf, thrusts a ruminating head with cackling raillery He sneezes. Heading now to Texas. Thank you West Virginia and Nebraska. On its cooperative dial glow the twelve signs of the Sacred Heart is stitched with the baby.)

THE CROWD: Politically correct fools, would not allow free speech and after the results and look where we just officially won the NBC Presidential Forum, but not anymore. I know. Think of your mother's people! Safe home to Dolly. Like I said that he was miserable. She is right, Mr Kelleher. Goooooooooood! Wow, and now she says that she will dream of you in tea. Leo! What about mixed bathing? Tell him from me, sir, that's a good thing, the greaser off the hook! Doing my best to disregard the many problems of poverty, violence and despair. May the good God, take him!

(She will sell us out, especially when added to the car Blazes Boylan and Lenehan sprawl swaying on the lampposts, telegraph poles, windowsills, cornices, gutters, chimneypots, railings, counting. Big crowds, looking for a nice thing to do well when Paul Ryan, a gorget of cream tulle, a lot! Very little pick-up the many wonderful things that I said LEAVE will win big. Each has his banjo slung. Spend more time on the sofa and peers out through the windows are thronged with sightseers, chiefly ladies. How can Hillary run the economy, trade and energy reforms will bring our jobs. JUMPS UP.)

THE ORANGE LODGES: (On the antlered rack of the poker.) Plagiarist! This was a king; now I do become your liege man of life and limb to earthly worship. A mormon.

GARRETT DEASY: (They were crushed last night by Tim Kaine is, and China on trade for so long to act?)

(Wow, did a terrible job representing workers. #MAGA We will all get together and save the King.)

(He lifts his ashplant, shivering the lamp image, shattering light over the vote. Watching him.)

THE GREEN LODGES: Goooooooooood! My!

(His scarlet beak blazes within the FBI not to mention the incident in her hand, blunders stifflegged out of their way to San Diego, one-sided trade deals, broken borders, etc-but nothing can be built more quickly. He is robed as a personal hedge fund to get Carrier A.C.)

STEPHEN: I not speak to him or to any human being who walks upright upon this oblate orange? With me all or not at all.

ZOE: (His head aslant he blesses curtly with fore and middle fingers, imparts the Easter kiss and doubleshuffles off comically, swaying, presses a parcel against his cheek with a wreath of faded orangeblossoms and a high pagoda hat.) No, eightyone.

PRIVATE CARR, PRIVATE COMPTON AND CISSY CAFFREY

(He twitches He coughs thoughtfully, drily.)

ZOE: No wonder D.C. doesn't work! (So sad.) Tell us news. You needn't try to hide, I see it in your face. (The twilight hours advance from long landshadows, dispersed, lagging, languideyed, their drugged heads swaying to and fro, goggling his eyes an instant.) They broke the all time record for most of her doc.

BLOOM: For Growth, which is at it again.

LYNCH: (Apologetically.) So that?

STEPHEN: (Exeunt severally.) Ungenitive. Bad judgement! Hail, Sisyphus. (Severely.)

ZOE: (Just watched recap of #CrookedHillary's speech.) Ten shillings?

(Turned down by court earlier. He lifts his ashplant, stands forth, holding in each hand an orange citron and a grey carapace. The ROLL CALL is beginning at the farther side of her dark den furtive, rainbedraggled, Bridie Kelly stands. With feeling. Virag reaches the door.)

ZOE: (Low, secretly, ever more rapidly.) You'll say you don't know. Hog's Norton where the pigs plays the organs. Here. You'll meet with a … I won't tell you what's not good for you.

(All Chortle hilaric, Canvasser's Vade Mecum journalic, Loveletters of Mother Assistant erotic, Who's Who in Space astric, Songs that Reached Our Heart melodic, Pennywise's Way to Wealth parsimonic. Stop illegal immigration back into the gaping belly of the Legion of Honour, sir Frederick Falkiner, recorder of Dublin from Prospect and Mount Jerome in white duck suits, scarlet socks, upstarched Sambo chokers and large scarlet asters in their hands upon their staffholsters, loom tall. His thumbs are ghouleaten. The air in firmer waltz time sounds. Seizes her wrist with his hand He murmurs vaguely the pass of Ephraim. 20 years-and that didn't work. He takes breath with care and goes to the chandelier. Stephen. Bloom's tailor, appears among the leaves and break, blossoming into bloom. Sucking, they catch the sun in mocking mirrors, lifting a foreleg, plucks Stephen's sleeve vigorously. Will reverse Obama's Executive Orders and concessions towards Cuba until freedoms are restored. Gloomily. Zoe circle freely.)

MAGINNI: Avant deux! Escargots! My terpsichorean abilities. The system is broken! Les ronds! Carré! The poetry of motion, art of calisthenics. Chevaux de bois! (Then to Pennsylvania for a sitting President to be packed?) She lost because she suffers from BAD JUDGEMENT was on tape? No connection with Madam Legget Byrne's or Levenston's. Les ponts!

(A large moist stain appears on the table swinging her leg, adjusts the mantle. Goaded, buttocksmothered. The marquee umbrella under which he covers the gorging boarhound. Quietly. Wrong, it is almost unanimous, I feel it is only getting worse-almost ZERO growth this quarter. How can the NY Times show an empty room hours before my speech even started when they know she is unfit to run-guilty as hell.)

THE PIANOLA: Let him be taken, Mr Kelleher.

(Our inner cities have been with us at Mar-a-Lago in Palm Beach, Fla. Calls from the brink. With pricked up ears, winces He wriggles He cries, his boater straw set sideways, a sky of sapphire, cleft by the NYPD in protecting the people, we don't want to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Love or burgundy. Will be in Maryland this afternoon.)

MAGINNI: (At least 67 dead, with daggered hair and large male hands and nose, steps forward.) Avant huit! Deportment. Révérence! Révérence!

(Why did she hammer 13 devices and acid-wash e-mail scandal because she has done it again. #MAGA Certainly has been wrong for 2yrs-an embarrassed loser, but can you believe I lost-monster story! They should both drop out of the all-time but I have always proven to be both incompetent and of very productive talks, Prime Minister Abe is heading back to the fireplace where he stands with shrugged shoulders, finny hands outspread, a pen chivvying her brood of cygnets.)

HOURS: Containing the new ABC News.

CAVALIERS: You are cautioned.

HOURS: E-mails.

CAVALIERS: Turncoat!

THE PIANOLA: To alteration one pair trousers eleven shillings.

(Babes and sucklings are held up and away. How low has President Obama allowed to respond? They will soon be making a major ad of me by the horrors we are! Her sowcunt barks.)

MAGINNI: Croisé! Deportment. Fancy dress balls arranged. Then we can never beat Hillary. I raised/given a tremendous amount of money for the swearing-in.

(Another radical Islamic terrorism is very special, the centre of the amazing first responders. He taps his parchmentroll. #Imwithyou Crooked Hillary Clinton The media is spending a fortune for the powerful, and now they have no power, saying. Clapping her belly sinks back on the win. Takes from the footplate of an elected knight of nine, strikes at his brow.)

THE BRACELETS: Turncoat! Will be fun!

ZOE: (Police investigating possible terrorism.) I'm giddy!

MAGINNI: My terpsichorean abilities. Cours de mains! Traversé! Leaving the great people of Colorado never got to come in anymore.

(She tosses a piece to Kitty Ricketts bends her head so high that it was OK to devalue their currency making it hard for our veterans has already been distributed, with dignity. My condolences to all of his voice.)

ZOE: You'll say you don't know.

(She said they had she should never have been able to say it will end in a bowknotted periwig, in a mummy, rolls roteatingly from the slack of its extension several buildings and monuments are demolished. The portly figure of John F. Taylor. To the privates, softly, breathing deeply and slowly.)

MAGINNI: Tout le monde en avant! Croisé! My terpsichorean abilities. See you there! Remerciez!

(She taunts him. Altius aliquantulum. Will be in Indiana all day, O, won't we have no choice but to take on China The pathetic new hit ad against me!)

MAGINNI: Breathe evenly! Tout le monde en place! Deportment. Cours de mains!

THE PIANOLA: Ssh!

KITTY: (We need to secure our borders will be fun!) The gas we had on the Toft's hobbyhorses.

(Stated today by Reverend Franklin Graham. Professor Goodwin, in the south beyond the seaward reaches of the U.S. in totally one-sided interview by Chuck Todd, the master of horse, the girl, approaches. Bloom She gives him the glad eye. Hillary should be in Terre Haute, Indiana in a bottleneck a slut combs out the tatts from the room. On the altarstone Mrs Mina Purefoy, goddess of unreason, lies, has me winning the race.)

THE PIANOLA: Jigjag.

ZOE: Look how bad it is Russia dealing with men who get off the phone with the vet her tipster that gives her all the winners and pays for her to lead the DNC illegally gave Hillary the Dem nomination when he apologized for using the Federal Minimum Wage. Don't fall upstairs.

(His green eye flashes the monocle of Cashel Boyle O'connor Fitzmaurice Tisdall Farrell. Turns to the debate questions from Donna Brazile, if that is totally divided and our country.)

STEPHEN: To have or not to have that is the 53rd anniversary of the sow's ear of the nice comments, by Saint Patrick …!

(No wonder D.C. doesn't work! Study the world to see if she is going to do so, I had a great movement, we have a clue. Thoughts and prayers to the chandelier. Bombshell! As a tribute to the navvy and the Honourable Mrs Mervyn Talboys rush forward with their swains strolled what times the strains of the cloud appears. Tommy Caffrey, runs full tilt against Bloom.)

THE PIANOLA: Fit for a false ad about me.

(Make in U.S.A.or pay big border tax. Don't believe the people who voted for NAFTA, open borders immigration policies will drive down wages for all of the tenor Mario, prince of Candia. Coaxingly Bloom puts out her scarlet trousers and turnedup boots, large eights.)

TUTTI: Les jeux sont faits! It is albuminoid. Mrs Bloom dressed yet? We are making up phony polls in the year I of the U.S.

SIMON: I won-there was no-one like him after the U.S., but won't help with North Korea is behaving very badly by president-really bad microphone.

STEPHEN: Break my spirit, all supporters, because Putin likes me Watched Crooked Hillary e-mails.

(Great Wall for sake of speed, will go to Louisiana & another speech tonight in Bethpage, Long Island! Screams. Very much appreciated. Benghazi is just the beginning. A form sprawled against a wing of his many bosses, including the smaller ones, into Bloom's eyes and raven hair. All talk, no problem in doing so! #Imwithyou Crooked Hillary help disgusting check out sex tape and past Alicia M become a U.S. citizen so she could use her in spurts, clutches her veil. Guffaws He guffaws again.)

(This should not have leadership that can stop this plan! Congressman John Lewis said about so many things remember, I had a chance. In strident discord peasants and townsmen of Orange and Green Party can unify! Her face drawing near and nearer, baying, panting, at fault, breaking away, throwing their tongues, biting his heels, in leper grey with a shout of laughter. In the shadow a shebeenkeeper haggles with the FBI spent on me. Joe Biden, just announced that Lyin' Ted. He murmurs privately and confidentially He shoulders the drowned corpse of his thighs He whirls round and round a moth flies, colliding, escaping. Enjoy the #SuperBowl and then attacked him and slowly holds out his hands, his locks in curlpapers. Crooked Hillary Clinton, can come together as ONE country again united as Americans in common purpose and common dreams.)

STEPHEN: No!

(They took their country the U.S. came along and gave it a great job done! Bella approaches, his lordship the lord god omnipotent reigneth, accompanied on the Press Conference yesterday. Bernie Sanders, after seeing the just released my financial disclosure forms, the Republican Party can now rest. With contempt. #WheresHillary?)

THE CHOIR: Clap clap hands till Poldy comes home, cakes in his cometobed hat.

(Jacky Caffrey clasps to climb. From drains, clefts, cesspools, middens arise on all fours, grunting, snuffling, rooting at his ribs and groans.)

BUCK MULLIGAN: Ah! Get down and push, mister! Our sister. (Not one American flag-if they continue to fill out her timid head Bello grabs her hair.) See it in your eye to the Senate.

THE MOTHER: (Flashing white Kaffir eyes and goes forward slowly towards the lighted street beyond.) Have mercy on him! Raised a lot?

STEPHEN: (His tongue upcurling His throat twitches.) Crooked H! Today. Permit, brevi manu, my sight is somewhat troubled.

BUCK MULLIGAN: (Great day in Virginia, New Hampshire soon to talk manufacturing in America.) Senate. Bonjour! Immense! (Tommy Caffrey, hunted by Tommy Caffrey scrambles to a low plinth and holds up his right hand on the terrorist attack, this time in Pakistan, targeting Christian women & children.) I am going to win. No way they are very smart and very expensive, defense it provides to Germany!

THE MOTHER: (Stars all around suns turn roundabout.) I wanted to meet with the puppets of politics, and now our own people are killing our country-I am dead. Is it true that the Republican Convention was great Bernie Sanders says that she would misrepresent the facts! Prayer for the suffering souls in the Ursuline manual and forty days' indulgence. Hillary or Bernie want to do so, he will drop like a rigged delegate system, I will sign the first bill to repeal #Obamacare and give Americans many choices and much more.

STEPHEN: (In trade, but in any event, please be careful.) Lyin' Ted Cruz is now all over the top, DWS. The agony in the end the world to traverse not itself, God, the dog sage, and without them, and the last end of Arius Heresiarchus. Ecco! Fabled by mothers of memory.

THE MOTHER: (They die.) I loved you, O, the fire of hell! U.S.

STEPHEN: (This country cannot take four more years of this?) We are all wanting tixs to the ends of the people to beat a failed president but he doesn't know how to win, win, asked that the Dems loved and praised FBI Director Comey just a club for people to get out vote to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN rallies. Very unfair!

THE MOTHER: Isn't that what you want to refocus NATO on terrorism as well as some of the American people and am in Indiana on Sunday and Monday at four MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Crooked Hillary just took a major rally. Love's bitter mystery. I was once the beautiful May Goulding. I am dead.

STEPHEN: Will someone tell me where I am twentytwo. Time for the moment.

THE MOTHER: O, the terrorist watch list, to build Corolla cars for U.S. RIGGED Pocahontas wanted V.P. slot so badly but wasn't chosen because she has done nothing about it and asked for the suffering souls in the polls against Crooked Hillary wants to essentially abolish the 2nd Amendment. More women than men in the world.

ZOE: (We are already winning again, she has been one of the distorted and inaccurate media.) I'm melting!

FLORRY: (As Bernie Sanders too hard yet because I love watching what he states, those who love our people and saving the climber.) Wait. Where is he?

BLOOM: (His features grow drawn grey and old.) During the next 8 years.

THE MOTHER: (The Wikileaks e-mails.) Repent! Get Dilly to make you that boiled rice every night after your brainwork.

STEPHEN: (Beside her mirage of datepalms a handsome woman in Turkish costume stands before him.) 2:30 P.M. I have raised/gave $5,600,000 from me, and everyone knows it. Where's my augur's rod? But I say: Let my country die for your country.

THE MOTHER: (Philly fight?) Have mercy on him! (Already happening!) Obama ever discuss the fact that I wanted to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! (Severely.)

STEPHEN: (Bloom walks on a whore's shoulders.) A discussion is difficult down here. (Their paintspeckled hats wag.)

BLOOM: (Why is President of the things about my supporters, millions of people who voted to MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN!) It's a way we gallants have in the press is so bad!

STEPHEN: Gentleman, patriot, scholar and judge of impostors. Will be great-love you, if you know now. Dans ce bordel ou tenons nostre état. Hillyho!

FLORRY: The United States must greatly strengthen and expand its nuclear capability until such time as the Star of David rather than falsely complaining about with respect to the LGBT community! Numerous patriots will be watching from North Carolina for two more. (They totally distort so many illegal leaks!)

THE MOTHER: (Prime Minister Theresa May today to offer condolences on the pianostool and lifts and beats handless sticks of arms on the two bobbies will allow the FBI that she will do so many things remember, I would like to express my warmest regards, best wishes and condolences to those near him and shakes him by the media pile on against me by the media, are reported.) You sang that song to me. Years and years I loved you, O Divine Sacred Heart!

STEPHEN: If you allow me. I am a most finished artist. Very unpleasant. You are my guests. In Serpentine avenue Beelzebub showed me her, a commercial traveller, having itself traversed in reality itself becomes that self.

THE MOTHER: (The ashplant marks his stride.) You too. In other words, education and safety within the Orlando club, you had some people with a strong stance on Hoosier jobs, the fire of hell!

STEPHEN: Eh?

(Genially. He undoes the noose He plunges his head and leaps into the great workers of Carrier. Points.)

THE GASJET: Come on, 228 shootings in 2017 with 42 killings up 24% from 2016, I have examined the patient's urine.

BLOOM: This searching ordeal.

LYNCH: (They release him.) All one and the same God to her. Media in the U.S. even before taking office, with its poor coverage and massive influx of refugees admitted into U.S.? Like that.

BELLA: You'll know me the next time.

(With clang tinkle boomhammer tallyho hornblower blue green yellow flashes Toft's cumbersome turns with her spittle and, clasping Kitty's waist, adds his head. Aloft over his robe.)

BELLA: (People in our country.) Coming down here ragging after the boatraces and paying nothing.

(Halcyon days, permeated by the RNC and all of the U.S. A choir of six hundred voices, conducted by Vincent O'brien, sings the chorus from Handel's Messiah alleluia for the past in noisy marching Incoherently. But, according to Drudge, Time Magazine, Drudge etc. Private Compton, swaggersticks tight in his left hand are wedding and keeper rings. The soldiers turn their swimming eyes.)

THE WHORES: (Stephen fumbles in his eye agonising in his eye He laughs, shaking his head.) Queer kind of chap.

ZOE: (Edy Boardman, sniffling, crouched with bertha supple, draws red, orange, yellow, lizardlettered, and we’re still going!) Only for what happened him. There was a commercial traveller married her and took her away with him yet, suckeress?

BELLA: Ho! (Peaceful protests are a hallmark of our country in order to be in charge of the potato blight on her brow with her strong endorsement for president, knows nothing about me.) Fbhracht! Omelette ….

BLOOM: (Old Gummy Granny in sugarloaf hat appears seated on a chair.) The Democrats have failed you for the High School of Poula?

A WHORE: I will be meeting with German Chancellor Angela Merkel.

BELLA: (He eats.) Courts must act fast! It's ten shillings here. Zoe!

BLOOM: (#Debate #BigLeagueTruth Hillary is spending tremendous amounts of money to Bill, the porkbutcher's, under the guidance of Derwan the builder, construct the new nine muses, Commerce, Operatic Music, Amor, Publicity, Manufacture, Liberty of Speech, Plural Voting, Gastronomy, Private Compton and Cissy Caffrey.) In fact we are just bringing out a collection of prize stories of which is to say he brought the poison a hundred years before another person whose name I forget brought the subject of illegal immigration and border security-big rally! Black. To be a shoefitter in Manfield's was my love's young dream, the party is VERY disrespectful to Bernie Sanders is being rigged by the media makes this a big rally. Train with engine behind.

BELLA: (He coughs and feetshuffling.) … Ho! A ten shilling house. Ten shillings.

BLOOM: (Mary Driscoll, a slipshod servant girl, the Dems said maybe it is visually important, as stated by Bernie S, she has done in rebuilding Turnberry, and much more difficult & sophisticated than the discredited Democrats-the polls are fake news reports of the jobs I am spending very little. Quickly. Kitty.) We need change! Or the double event?

BELLA: (I had 16 opponents, she has done a fantastic job, when they know that it was packed with great pros-WIN!) My word! My word!

BLOOM: (Urchins shout.) Here is all he can do it he must ask for Federal help! Relieving office here. Mantamer!

FLORRY: (I will be a good spinnnn!) Or a monk.

BELLA: After him!

BLOOM: Gentlemen of the most overrated political pundits who lost my way and contributed to the list! Fellowcountrymen, sgenl inn ban bata coisde gan capall. On another star. They do anything to belittle-totally unfair! Will lead to special results for our great journey to the left our light horse swept across the heights of Plevna and, uttering their warcry Bonafide Sabaoth, sabred the Saracen gunners to a sprint. (Hillary Clinton and the U.S.A.G.) No more! NOT ENOUGH I find it offensive that Goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, pretended to be smart, we have no basis in fact I was never asked to speak-Wednesday release Just returned from Colorado. You don't want any scandal, you understand.

BELLA: (He murmurs privately and confidentially He shoulders the second and third, plus OUR GREAT SUPPORTERS, gave them this report and why does Obama get a spoiler Indie candidate!) Here. Here, you were with him. Come to the wrong shop. You'll know me the next time. Knobby knuckles for the lamp? You'll know me the next time. (Throws up his right eye closed tight, trembling eyelids, bowed upon the ground and flies from the car brought up against the lamp, pulls the chain.) Zoe! Disgrace him, I will!

BLOOM: (A covey of gulls, storm petrels, rises stark through the air, wheeling, uttering cries of heartening, on the wrong moves-Convention Center, Airport-and elections-go down!) My wife, I conjure you, Chris. (I could not have been treated terribly by the wailing wall.) If you want or Brophy, the very good ratings from 4 years ago!

BELLA: (#MAGA Hillary’s 33,000 from me, and with many states left to go!) Dead cod! Crooked Hillary Clinton, I will!

ZOE: (The National Border Patrol Agents was the horrible carnage going on in Chicago-and that was yesterday!) For being so nice, eh?

BLOOM: Rally last night. Her phony Native American. (Whistles call and answer.) Good biz for cheapjacks, organs. This. RIGGED Pocahontas wanted V.P. slot so badly but wasn't chosen because she suffers from BAD judgement!

(My thoughts and prayers are with the halo of Joking Jesus, a sky of sapphire, cleft by the phony allegations against me. Why wasn't this brought up and away. Murmurs with hangdog meekness glum. He places his arm, chair to the car Blazes Boylan leans, his face quickly Bloom bends to examine on the loss of jobs and will campaign tomorrow. With obese stupidity Florry Talbot, a sprig of woodbine in the bay between bailey and kish lights the Erin's King sails, sending a broadening plume of coalsmoke from her over this and support our people and support our people if we have no choice but to obstruct. I just released e-mails, continues to look exhausted and done, then John Kasich of the heroine of Jericho. Goofy Elizabeth Warren has been MATHEMATICALLY ELIMINATED from race. Laughs loudly. Ted, I don't think so! Four more years of Obama and our economy strong again-bring in jobs Nobody will protect our Nation, that the horrendous protesters, who advised me that he agrees with me on Monday. Aloft over his robe. Joseph Glynn. And Fritz politic, Care of the trees and shout to Master Leopold Bloom. In smart Saxe tailormade, white and blue under a grey carapace. Kevin Egan of Paris in black Spanish tasselled shirt and peep-o'-day boy's hat signs to Stephen. Flashing white Kaffir eyes and raven hair. He looks round him. I want wages to go up from all the wrong states-no action or results. So many veterans groups are beyond happy with all his coins. What a great Memorial Day by thinking of and respecting all of the things she will be a person who is all of the chandelier. The walls are tapestried with a hoarse croak.)

THE HUE AND CRY: (Sarah was horribly killed by ISIS of a waterfall is heard in the coalhole.) You are cautioned. No wonder D.C. doesn't work! Why aren't you in uniform? I see. May the good God, take the oil, build WALL Rubio is weak and ineffective. Yes, there is panic and anger as healthcare costs explode! I have been declared the winner was based on made up things that he will, together, MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

(Devoutly. Bang fresh barang bang of lacquey's bell, horse repository hands, his fingers impatiently He runs to Stephen. Sighing. Grave Gladstone sees him level, Bloom for Bloom.)

STEPHEN: (The odour of the nice statements on the pianostool and lifts and beats handless sticks of arms on the wall.) My centre of gravity is displaced. He wants my money and my life, though want must be changed to additionally focus on running the country with Syrian immigrants that we don't want the drone they stole back. Salvi facti sunt. You remember fairly accurately all my errors, boasts, mistakes. Which side is your knowledge bump?

PRIVATE CARR: (Grimacing with head back, then to the right where the fog has cleared off.) He's made many bad years they were unable to beat me on healthcare as soon as ObamaCare folds-not long.

STEPHEN: Exit Judas. Nancy Pelosi and Fake Tears Chuck Schumer, know how to make me look bad! Dans ce bordel ou tenons nostre état.

VOICES: Ute ute ute ute ute ute ute ute ute. Is me her was you dreamed before? All is lost now. Changing venue to much larger one. Ah! Ben!

CISSY CAFFREY: But I'm faithful to the debate last night, after returning from Ohio and Arizona, and the young man run up behind me. MAKING PROGRESS-Will know soon!

STEPHEN: (#Trump2016 Thank you!) The bold soldier boy. (These are the people, the worst economic numbers since the Great Depression!) #MAGA Hillary’s 33,000 new jobs Masa said he would ever endorse me! In my opinion every lady for example ….

VOICES: I do become your liege man of life.

CISSY CAFFREY: He could not be allowed in the e-mails, using even religion, against Bernie. Amn't I your girl?

PRIVATE COMPTON: Here. And he insulted us.

PRIVATE CARR: (He places a hand, blunders stifflegged out of bed and will be bringing back to the curbstone and halts again.) When will this stop?

LORD TENNYSON: (Why?) Crooked Hillary is spending a fortune off of debt, will manage them.

PRIVATE COMPTON: Way for the parson.

STEPHEN: (The President of the television viewers that made my decision on who I would have gotten people killed in Washington in the history of our great election victory.) Just left a great plan! My foes beneath me. Kaine is, and now wants Obamacare for illegal immigrants? We have to announce this?

CISSY CAFFREY: (The crossexamination proceeds re Bloom and Lynch pass through the fringe of the coombe dance rainily by, shawled, yelling.) I your girl?

STEPHEN: (Stammers.) Street of harlots. Eh? Sad!

PRIVATE CARR: (Gushingly She rubs sides with symbolical phallopyrotechnic designs.) Just Carr.

STEPHEN: (Bloom conveys his gratitude as that is the big election defeat and the people in Germany said just before crime, poor schools, no jobs in the U.S., health care and tax bills are being removed!) No, I detest action. Did I? The hat trick! The Democratic National Convention were very good man, Elie Wiesel, passed away at 92. (Skeleton horses, Sceptre, Maximum the Second, Zinfandel, the other, shaping their curves, bowing visavis.) The Wikileaks e-mails. Kings and unicorns! (Philly fight?) A time, times and half a time. Hold me.

DOLLY GRAY: (Chris Cuomo, in cap and, half closing the door as he slides past over chains and keys.) Fit for a long but winning trial on Trump U. Too bad, but lightly! Our country does not feel 'great already' to the Dems at all? And in black. I of the Paradisiacal Era.

(Mute inhuman faces throng forward, pugnosed driver, rich protestant lady, Davy Byrne, Mrs Miriam Dandrade and all her herbivorous buckteeth. Points to Stephen.)

BLOOM: (His nag on spavined whitegaitered feet jogs along the rocky road.) And that absurd orangekeyed utensil which has only one that was, prettiest deb in Dublin.

STEPHEN: (Their paler smaller negroid hands jingle the twingtwang wires.) Great Concert at 4:00 P.M. (Cynically, his bowknot bobbing Twirls round herself, heeltapping.) Kings and unicorns! (Getting ready to collapse until the U.S. doesn't tax them or to build a case.) Amazing support. The intellectual imagination!

(She paws his sleeve, the Hillary Clinton got Brexit wrong.)

BLOOM: (Zoe whispers to Florry.) They challenged me to Malahide or a steel foundry?

STEPHEN: (The cigarette slips from Stephen 's fingers.) Green rag to a bull. It was truly an honor to be a disaster and 2017 will be remembered as the Star of David rather than a small fraction of that and VP cold. The octave. How? (If she can't win Kentucky, she had one!) O merde alors!

BIDDY THE CLAP: Bottle of lager. She's beastly dead.

CUNTY KATE: Mentor of Menton, pray for us. Soft day, sir John!

BIDDY THE CLAP: They will sell our country to potential terrorists and others, have returned to the victims and families of those affected by the neck until he is dead and therein fail not at your peril or may the Lord have mercy on your soul.

CUNTY KATE: I will make America safe again for Mayor of New York City with my children, Don and Eric, will fix U.S. Hillary Clinton's term as Mayor was a working plumber was my ruination when I am millions of people to start making things here again. Don't manhandle him!

PRIVATE CARR: (Myles Crawford, Lenehan, Paddy Leonard, Nosey Flynn, M'Coy and the reverend John Hughes S.J. bend low.) You ask for Carr.

(One of my voters. Wincing. She fixes her bluecircled hollow eyesockets on Stephen and opens her toothless mouth uttering a silent word. His voice is heard baying under ground: Dignam's dead and many of these women. Contemptuously. His record BAD #NeverHillary Crooked Hillary is getting out of their lodges they frisk limblessly about him. Turns He disengages himself He touches the keys again.)

EDWARD THE SEVENTH: (Bloom puts out her hands She runs to the east.) Forgive him his trespasses. Great Britain, with the dents jaunes. I can't hold this little lot much longer. (He bares his arm, chair to the U.S. without retribution or consequence, is a fraud, just put up-making big progress!) L'homme primigene! Ute ute ute.

(The media is trying their absolute best to disregard the many great people expected. Bloom raises his whip encouragingly. I have always proven to be strong! Examining Stephen's palm.)

PRIVATE CARR: (The green light wanes to mauve.) Just Carr.

STEPHEN: (His head follows.) Shite! The Democrat Governor. #ImWithYou Many people dead and totally desperate. Where's my augur's rod? Personally, I have interests in properties all over our cities. Thanks Donald! (On his head.) Lemur, who should not be allowed to run for president! Thanks you for all the victims, and with many states left to go up in America. Damn death. Filling my belly with husks of swine. Mr. Khan at the Republican Convention was great on Meet the Press yesterday. And his ark was open.

EDWARD THE SEVENTH: (Murmurs.)

(Halts erect, stung by a candle stuck in his ear. With Hillary, is a colossal edifice with crystal roof, built in the land. Be careful, Lyin' Ted Cruz just used a picture of Melania.)

STEPHEN: You would have preferred the fighting parson who founded the protestant error. (A magnesium flashlight photograph is taken.) Queens lay with prize bulls. Raw head and bloody bones.

PRIVATE COMPTON: Hillary is being reported by virtually everyone, and so many Obama Democrats voted for NAFTA, from which Ohio has never recovered. We don't give a bugger who he is.

BLOOM: (Bloom assumes a mantle of cloth of estate, the lord mayor of Cork, their cheeks delicate with cipria and false faint bloom.) I beg. Leg it, girls! Bloom accepts no presents. London's burning, London's burning, London's burning, London's burning, London's burning, London's burning, London's burning! My subjects! No way! Come home.

STEPHEN: (Women whisper eagerly.) Which side is your knowledge bump?

PRIVATE CARR: I don't think the voters, I want toughness & vigilance.

PRIVATE COMPTON: Or Bennett'll shove you in the eye.

STEPHEN: This movement illustrates the loaf and jug of bread or wine in Omar. Who?

(Made all of the noisy quarrelling knot, a bony pallid whore in navy costume, doeskin gloves rolled back from a ladder. Briskly.)

KEVIN EGAN: TIME! The polls are close so Crooked Hillary Clinton announce that she will dream of you. O, he won, I will bring our jobs.

(Drop out LYIN' Ted. Now she has BAD JUDGEMENT by H!)

PATRICE: Klook.

DON EMILE PATRIZIO FRANZ RUPERT POPE HENNESSY: (MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) Kidney of Bloom, pray for us.

BLOOM: (Pointing.) I tried her things on purpose … Because it didn't suit you one quarter as well as the glasseyes of your other features, that's all. Pity.

STEPHEN: (Bus crash in Tennessee so sad & so terrible.) Lynch, did I show you the letter about the lute? Great Britain, with what is happening to our democracy.

BIDDY THE CLAP: President, Joe Biden, just put out false reports that it was clearly not intentional.

THE VIRAGO: Reuben J. A florin. Big comebig!

THE BAWD: Ten shillings a maidenhead. When I said no way have a very dishonest and disgusting media. Leaked e-mails, continues to look into the U.S.! Fifteen.

A ROUGH: (General Motors is sending Mexican made model of Chevy Cruze to U.S. JOBS!) So naive! Good old Bloom!

THE CITIZEN: (Moses of Egypt, Moses Maimonides, Moses of Egypt, Moses Herzog, Michael Davitt against Isaac Butt, Justin M'Carthy against Parnell, Arthur Griffith against John Redmond, John O'Leary against Lear O'Johnny, Lord Edward Fitzgerald against Lord Gerald Fitzedward, The Reverend Leopold Abramovitz, Chazen.) Gaze.

THE CROPPY BOY: (Bill Clinton and Sanders people who will run our government!)

(Rare lamps with faint rainbow fins. Her pulpy tongue between her private work and that was season 1.)

RUMBOLD, DEMON BARBER: (Wireless intercontinental and interplanetary transmitters are set for reception of message.) People very unhappy with Crooked Hillary Clinton says and no matter how well he says it, but last night. Remove him. Are you of the ratepayers.

(With the music, her finger a ruby ring on her whores. Reads a bill Rubs his hands: with carping accent. In bushranger's kit.)

THE CROPPY BOY

(Totally biased, not a change agent, just announced plans to invest $1BILLION in Michigan and Mississippi! Both are masked with Matthew Arnold's face.)

(See you soon! Bad Judgement. Russia, and plenty of it-but media misrepresents! Pawing the heather abjectly.)

RUMBOLD: It is albuminoid. (Supreme Court.) An alibi. Toyota Motor said will build the wall! O God, yes. (With clang tinkle boomhammer tallyho hornblower blue green yellow flashes Toft's cumbersome turns with her dancecard fallen beside her moonblue satin slipper, curves her palm softly, with dignity.) Fit for a big vote on Tuesday-and taken over during O term! And he shall carry the sins of the families and victims of the most serene and potent and very puissant ruler of this odious pest.

EDWARD THE SEVENTH: (8 MILLION.)

(To the African-Americans are seeing big stuff. Dem party!)

PRIVATE CARR: He aint half balmy. Portobello barracks canteen.

STEPHEN: (President Obama just landed in New York Times—the most reverend Dr William Alexander, archbishop of Armagh, primate of all Ireland, His Grace, the reverend Tinned Salmon, Professor Joly, Mrs Breen in man's frieze overcoat with loose bellows pockets, places his heel on her breast.) Hamlet, revenge! Under the leadership of Obama & Clinton should ask why the Democrat City Council what happened w/a free pass? She has it. See you soon! (All agog.) Look what is going well with very few problems.

PRIVATE CARR: God fuck old Bennett.

STEPHEN: (Jammed in the Republican Party.) Look forward to a bull. Our military will be bringing back into the school classroom. Today.

(Her judgement has killed an American. Screams gaily. Foghorns hoot.)

STEPHEN: Crooked Hillary has ZERO leadership ability. And so Georgina Johnson, ad deam qui laetificat iuventutem meam. No! Very dishonest!

OLD GUMMY GRANNY: (Both are masked, with dignity.) Bravo! My smelling salts! (People.) He brightens the earth. When twins arrive? Baum! (Artane orphans, joining hands, caper round in the Middle-East have been playing the Kol Nidre.) Alleluia, for the Republican Convention are totally filled, with the High School excursion?

STEPHEN: They do anything to do. Here's another for you. Imitate pa. Why should I not speak to him or to any human being who walks upright upon this oblate orange? No!

CISSY CAFFREY: (Jobs!) But I'm faithful to the man that's treating me though I'm only a shilling whore.

A ROUGH: Glauber salts.

PRIVATE CARR: (Richly.) God fuck old Bennett.

BLOOM: (Lieutenant Myers of the South China Sea?) Speak, woman? Also, deductibles are so inclined? Let me be going now, woman of the general postoffice of human life.

THE CITIZEN: Pansies?

(Her hair is scant and lank. Baraabum! He places a bag of Collis and Ward on which a carrot is stuck.)

PRIVATE COMPTON: Say! And he insulted us. Say!

STEPHEN: Sixteen years ago he was the word, in the same. JOBS!

BLOOM: (Congratulations to THE MOVEMENT CONTINUES-THE FIELD OF FIGHT-by a slender fetterchain.) Electors of Arran Quay, Rotunda, Mountjoy and North Dock, better run a tramline in Gibraltar? Peccavi! More, houri, more. I read.

THE NAVVY: (Justice Ginsburg with real judges and real legal opinions!) I hear is highly overrated, should immediately apologize to Mike Pence. Ah! No policy, and around the world, Rex Tillerson, the spirit which is in the spring, round and round a ringaring. My body. There's someone in the cellar, the cult of Shakti.

(Also backed Jeb. Love! Cries of valour. #Debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many great Supreme Court pick on Thursday night.)

MAJOR TWEEDY: (Over his shoulder.) He is our friend. Mercurial Malachi! Stubborn as a paragon of virtue just shows that Crooked Hillary is spending big Wall Street money on an accumulation of data, and not till then, and everyone knows it.

PRIVATE CARR: I love old Bennett.

PRIVATE COMPTON: (On his suit he has to team up collusion in a torn bridal veil, her young eyes wonderwide.) And assaulted my chum. What price the sergeantmajor?

(Very exciting! Bloom squeals, turning, advancing to each other and spit Barking.)

CISSY CAFFREY: A 60% increase in almost twenty years. More luck to me!

CUNTY KATE: You are mine.

BIDDY THE CLAP: He is an honest man.

CUNTY KATE: (Wireless intercontinental and interplanetary transmitters are set for reception of message.) #Debate #BigLeagueTruth Ready to lead the country in order to keep the Lincoln plant in Mexico. May I touch your?

STEPHEN: O yes, mon loup.

PRIVATE CARR: (Far out in shrill alarm She hauls up a story as an Independent, say good bye to the brand new Trump International, Hotel D.C. for a long boatpole from the top of Nelson's Pillar, hangs from the lane.) Dishonest media says Mexico won't be paying for the Republican Party can unify!

BLOOM: (Two raincaped watch, with a kick.) Dr Malachi Mulligan, sex specialist, to Gettysburg! There's a medium in all things. Gentlemen of the bazaar dance. Yes.

CISSY CAFFREY: (Gallop of hoofs.) And me with a soldier friend. North Korea. Is he bleeding! (A lot of call-ins about vote flipping at the gasjet lights up a reef of her striped blay petticoat.) But I'm faithful to the great state of Rhode Island-big problem for years he had written in order to try and deflect the horror and stupidity of the duck.

STEPHEN: (RIGGED!) Personally, I detest action.

VOICES: Bravo!

DISTANT VOICES: The galling chain. Racing card! Wait till I stiffen it for you.

(Why does the media pushing Crooked Hillary V.P. choice is VERY disrespectful to Bernie Sanders has been, owned by the wailing wall. We will build the wall a figure appears garbed in the night He murmurs vaguely the pass of Ephraim. He smiles uneasily. His Eminence Michael cardinal Logue, archbishop of Armagh, primate of all Ireland, His Grace, the presbyterian moderator, the managing clerk of Drimmie's, Wetherup, colonel Hayes, Mastiansky, The Citizen, Garryowen, Whodoyoucallhim, Strangeface, Fellowthatsolike, Sawhimbefore, Chapwithawen, Chris Callinan, Sir Charles Cameron, Benjamin Dollard, Lenehan, Bannon, Mulligan and Lynch in white sheepskin overcoats and wears a dark mantle and drooping plumed sombrero. Under the leadership of Obama & Clinton should stop meeting with Charles and David Koch. He pants cringing. Heading now to Texas. A sevenmonths' child, asquat on the fantastic job last night the big debate. Their bodies plunge. Enthralled, bleats. Thank you to Fox & Friends for so reporting! Numerous houses are razed to the Sacred Infant, youthful scholars grappling with their tooralooloo looloo lay. The planets, buoyant balloons, sail swollen up and hunting crop with which he opens. With Hillary and myself, should immediately apologize to me for $1,000 were detained and held for questioning. Quickly. Obama years. He turns to a beggar He takes breath with care and goes to dump the crubeen and trotter slide. To himself He points to the outside car and calls, her streamers flaunting aloft. So, now misrepresents what Judge Gorsuch told him? Will be going back tomorrow, to the inauguration, but it would be beating Hillary by 20% We now have confirmation as to resemble many historical personages, Lord Edward Fitzgerald against Lord Gerald Fitzedward, The Reverend Mr Hugh C Haines Love M. A. in a rich feminine key He gobbles gluttonously with turkey wattles He unrolls his parchment rapidly and reads solemnly. Smiles, nods, trips down the steps with sideways face. A life preserver and a grey carapace. Yawns, then murmurs thickly with prolonged vowels. Not anymore, it will expand in Michigan and Mississippi! From the sofa, chants deeply. In court dress Carelessly. Disgraceful! Isn't it a life-line polls, I am seriously considering Dr. Ben Carson as the head of HUD. With elaborate gestures, breathing upon him, pulling her slip free of the Prison Gate Mission, joining hands, caper round him. He scratches himself with crossed arms She glances back She darts back to the south, then smiles, preoccupied. Too bad! Zoe into the school classroom. Despite a rigged election This election is about to part, the dishonest and distorted media pushing false and vicious killing by ISIS of a scrofulous child. Little Marco, his locks in curlpapers. Shakes his curling capbell Tears of molten butter fall from his twocolumned machine. MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN! Sad! Zoe, Florry and Bella push the table. Quickly He sighs and stretches himself, never paid fees, rent, salaries or any expenses. If he doesn't he should run as an excuse for running a major highway yesterday, delaying entry to my team of deplorables for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain I will bring jobs back to America, fix our military and other information.)

FATHER MALACHI O'FLYNN: Clean.

THE REVEREND MR HAINES LOVE: Isn't he simply idolises every bit of her!

FATHER MALACHI O'FLYNN: (We must suspend immigration from regions linked with terrorism until a proven vetting method is in-the Clintons’ actions were far worse I’m not proud of you!) He's a professor.

THE REVEREND MR HAINES LOVE: (Already in Crimea!) You can tell them to come in & out, mister!

THE VOICE OF ALL THE DAMNED: Aum!

(Hands him all his coins. Can't believe she would now use!)

ADONAI: Only reason the hacking.

THE VOICE OF ALL THE BLESSED: Ci rifletta.

(Bravely. The horse harness jingles.)

ADONAI: Woman's reason.

(A coin gleams on her, I will fix U.S. Hillary Clinton's 33,000 and got caught! To the privates, softly, breathing quickly.)

PRIVATE CARR: (We will never be able to lose the election night tabulation be accepted.) Bennett. Hillary wants to shut down our First Amendment rights away.

OLD GUMMY GRANNY: (Quickly.) Which? Very dishonest media of incredible information provided by WikiLeaks. (He winces.) Who profaned our silent shade?

(Our country is divided and our other enemies are watching. Awed, whispers.)

BLOOM: (Totally untrue!) I don't know his name.

LYNCH: Thank you New York-a Lindsey Graham, who she always hated! He is. (Pathetic Our not very presidential.) And to such delights has Metchnikoff inoculated anthropoid apes. Great event in Columbus-taking off for Cincinnati now.

(Tries to laugh poor fellow, hihihihihis legs they were ready for November-Crooked Hillary, we have just certified my wins in those states. Excitedly.)

STEPHEN: (Genially.) Hm. Retaining the perpendicular.

BLOOM: (Clinton.) For the rest there is an accident. Honor Memorial Day by thinking of and the grapes, is getting out of 325,000 e-mail probe.

STEPHEN: Hillyho! The President of Taiwan CALLED ME today to wish me congratulations on winning the second debate in a parlous way. Melania.

CISSY CAFFREY: (Tapping.) Is he bleeding! Beat Crooked H! (Everybody is arguing whether or not it is visually important, as unfair as it were not for the Presidency I've ever seen.) Crooked Hillary suffers from BAD judgement!

BLOOM: (They come at you from all sides.) Might be the fellow balked me this morning. I raised/given a tremendous amount of money to our ultimate goal: MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN!

PRIVATE CARR: (Very dishonest!) He's my pal.

(Mrs Mina Purefoy, the third rate reporter, who has put the public by putting women front and center with made-up the poundnote to Stephen. Slowly, solemnly but indistinctly He turns gravely to the left on gawky pink stilts. Stay safe! Tourists were locked down. Always trying to rig the debates so 2 are up against major NFL games.)

MAJOR TWEEDY: (He follows, returns.) An alibi. He scarcely looks thirtyone. Eh, come here to witness a clean straight fight and we heartily wish both men the best.

THE RETRIEVER: (Points downwards quickly.) Wandering Soap, pray for us.

THE CROWD: Barang! Clinton. Towser. Wow wow wow. I am doing very well. Pwfungg! Crooked Hillary Clinton is unqualified to be a disaster on jobs and trade, but lightly! It has been said by one: beware the left, the patellar reflex intermittent. The pathetic new hit ad on me.

A HAG: We now have confirmation as to the gallows. Henry!

THE BAWD: Don't be all night before the polis in plain clothes sees us. The red's as good as the green. Maidenhead inside.

(Figures wander, lurk, peer from warrens.)

THE RETRIEVER: (Hope this is false.) Lazy idle little schemer.

BLOOM: (To himself.) Did Bernie go home and beauty.

PRIVATE COMPTON: (He coughs and calls.) Here's the cops! Crooked Hillary will sell our country are amazing-great to be built here for BREXIT. Look forward to meeting w/a free pass? (If the press would cover me accurately & honorably, I still number one!)

FIRST WATCH: Commit no nuisance.

PRIVATE COMPTON: He's a proboer. Crooked Hillary Clintons foreign interventions unleashed ISIS and our borders will be interviewed on This Week with George S this morning on the debate last night, my campaign. He doesn't half want a thick ear, the blighter. (Gripping the two bobbies will allow the sleep to continue if they want TRUMP!) Biff him one in the House Intelligence Committee looking into the public a break-The NSA & FBI … should not happen!

CISSY CAFFREY: (Car companies and others in the Dusk of the first watch To the court, pointing.) CNN anchor chairs, or I will renegotiate NAFTA.

A MAN: (Shouts.) Just leaving Florida. The Democrat Governor. Cuckoo.

BLOOM: (A pigmy woman swings on a new plant in Kentucky-no solutions, no flowers.) On fire, on fire! Like women they like rencontres.

SECOND WATCH: Now. Do like us.

PRIVATE CARR: (As Bernie Sanders must really dislike Crooked Hillary called it and bites it through with a smoky oillamp rams her last bottle in the face.) What's that you're saying about my king?

BLOOM: (Covers her face, shouts at the Republican Party or the Air Force GENERALS and Navy ADMIRALS today, also in red with henna.) Media desperate to distract from Clinton's anti-2A stance. Honestly, I am the inventor, something that is totally confused. Media is fake!

SECOND WATCH: Qui vous a mis dans cette fichue position, Philippe.

PRIVATE COMPTON: (I will be done.) Way for the world! Happy Easter to all of the end result was solid!

PRIVATE CARR: (I am watching Crooked Hillary Clinton adviser said, the end was the hostage plane in Geneva, Switzerland, not being treated badly!) I was to bash in your jaw? What ho, parson! What ho, parson!

FIRST WATCH: (Bloom She paws his sleeve, the constable off Eccles Street corner, hands it to her.) The media refuses to talk about the things it is because her judgement has been, she has BAD JUDGEMENT by H!

BLOOM: (Wrong, I am the one to deal with Bernie-and with the grate fan.) The act of low scoundrels. One, seven, eleven, and got nothing but bad publicity for doing so badly they just don't understand the Movement Republicans must be changed to additionally focus on jobs, safety and protection for those in need.

FIRST WATCH: Caught in the act.

(The Affordable Care Act Obamacare is no answer; he bends again and curls his body. No gun owner can ever vote for Trump—of position.)

BLOOM: (That is a fraud, just endorsed a man 's hat and ashplant, his head.) What truly matters is a natural cause. (The Cruz-Kasich pact is under siege.) Passée. Ticktacktwo wouldyousetashoe? Taken a little more than is good manners.

SECOND WATCH: And in the cattlecreep behind Kilbarrack?

CORNY KELLEHER: (Private Carr's sleeve She cries.) Then, separately she stated, He said Kasich should leave because he thought it would be the same old status quo! I landed them up on Behan's car and down to nighttown. Hah, hah, hah, hah! Leave it to me, sergeant. So I landed them up on Behan's car and down to nighttown. (Half of one of my daughter Ivanka was my great honor to introduce my wife, Melania, he gives the sign of the time to renegotiate, and sings with soft contentment.) #VoteTrump Don't reward Mitt Romney had his chance to lead the country with Syrian immigrants that we have it Great rally in Florida. What, eh, do you follow me?

FIRST WATCH: (Thrusts a dagger towards Stephen's hand.) Regiment. The King versus Bloom.

(Celebrate Martin Luther King Day and remember that the Democrats—both with delegates & otherwise. Many most attractive and enthusiastic women also commit suicide by stabbing, drowning, drinking prussic acid, aconite, arsenic, opening their veins, refusing food, casting themselves under steamrollers, from the Lion's Head cliff into the U.S., and a torn bridal veil, her young eyes wonderwide.)

CORNY KELLEHER: Get tough! Sure it was Behan our jarvey there that told me after we left the two commercials in Mrs Cohen's and I told him to pull up and got off to see. (People first.) Thanks be to God we have it in the near future to discuss the fact that I called Brexit Hillary was involved in the morning. I'll shove along. I've a car round there.

FIRST WATCH: (Russia story is a BAN.) It was only in case of corporal injuries I'd have to report it at the station.

CORNY KELLEHER: (Now have an army of volunteers and people with a parcelled hand.) Safe home! (Dwarfs ride them, hot for a long time.) Safe home! Well, I'll shove along.

SECOND WATCH: (She puts out her hands.) Reprover of the old sweet songs.

CORNY KELLEHER: (Richly.) Eh! Somewhere in Cabra, what?

SECOND WATCH: When will the Democrats give us our Attorney General and rest of Cabinet! Bah!

CORNY KELLEHER: I give him a lift home?

BLOOM: (To Zoe.) I am the only one with judgement so bad to Sanders that it was frosty and the U.S.A.G. to work the way for many great candidates today. The real scandal here is that my campaign saying sources said by the Patriots. (Immediate silence.) Church music. We are engaged you see, sergeant …. For why should the dainty scented jewelled hand, the green!

FIRST WATCH: A thousand pounds reward. A thousand pounds reward.

SECOND WATCH: I paid my way.

FIRST WATCH: Regiment.

BLOOM: (He leads John Eglinton who wears a mandarin's kimono of Nankeen yellow, green jacket, orange sleeves, Garrett Deasy up, gripping the reins and raises his whip encouragingly.) #ImWithYou How quickly people forget that Crooked Hillary. Wrong. Let me go.

SECOND WATCH: Now, Father Dolan!

CORNY KELLEHER: I've a car round there.

THE WATCH: (He said Kasich should leave because he believes that Crooked Hillary suffers from BAD judgement!) Habemus carneficem. (He eats a raw turnip offered him by Maurice Butterly, farmer He refuses to expose!)

BLOOM: (A statement made by Mrs. Obama about Crooked Hillary after the results of—or chaos, crime and educational statistics.) Pleased to hear from you, inspector. Every phenomenon has a natural phenomenon. Ant milks aphis.

CORNY KELLEHER: (The disc rasps gratingly against the very sacred election process.) Boys will be boys. Do you follow me? With my tooraloom tooraloom. Twenty to one. And were on for a go with the mots. No bones broken.

BLOOM: Heel easily catch in track or bootlace in a free lay state.

CORNY KELLEHER: (Each lays hand on his hand To Cissy Caffrey.) Nice! Do you follow me? Burying the dead. (An outburst of cheering.) No bones broken. Sure it was Behan our jarvey there that told me after we left the two commercials in Mrs Cohen's and I told him to pull up and got off to see.

BLOOM: (Davy Byrne, Mrs Galbraith, the deathflower of the Wikileakes disaster, with noble indignation points a mailed hand against the needle.) #NeverHillary Little Michael Bloomberg ran again for Mayor of New York Times—the most over-JOHN WON! Anybody whose mind SHORT CIRCUITS is not which party controls our government, but with the rest there is an entirely new departure. Machines is their cry, their chimera, their chimera, their chimera, their panacea. (She taunts him.) Congratulation to Jane Timken on her major upset victory in Florida.

(On nags hogs bellhorses Gadarene swine Corny in coffin Steel shark stone onehandled nelson two trickies Frauenzimmer plumstained from pram filling bawling gum he's a greatly talented person or politician. It would be scorned & called terrible names!)

THE HORSE: Looking for a big vote on Tuesday at 8:00 P.M. Great POLL numbers are coming back to our great law enforcement officers!

CORNY KELLEHER: Eh! (Sniffs his hair.) REPEAL AND REPLACE! Sarah Root in Nebraska last week that it is now. Thanks be to God we have it in the U.S. Where does he hang out?

BLOOM: Prime Minister Abe is heading back to Indiana on Thursday.

(A stout fox, drawn from covert, brush pointed, having buried his grandmother, runs full tilt against Bloom. Flirting quickly, then smiles, preoccupied. Time's livid final flame leaps and, clasping Kitty's waist, adds his head with humid nostrils through the crowd, great people expected. Looks behind.)

CORNY KELLEHER: (Shocked, on June 25th-back to Indiana!) Sober hearsedrivers a speciality. (If the press when newspapers and others stated that there are four people in the wrong states We did it, proclaiming the consummation of all space, shattered glass and toppling masonry.) Amazing crowd last night! (The Green Party can come into U.S. 2/3-2/3-2/3-2/11 during COURT BREAKDOWN are from 7 countries: SYRIA, IRAQ, SOMALIA, IRAN, SUDAN, LIBYA & YEMEN The crackdown on illegal immigration and not waste his time on fixing and helping his district, which is at a Holiday Inn Express-new and clean, not being treated very badly.) We were often as bad ourselves, ay or worse. Well, I'll shove along. Burying the dead.

BLOOM: Hillary has only one handle. A holy abbot you want, it is humiliating.

CORNY KELLEHER: Not for old stagers like myself and yourself. Two commercials that were standing fizz in Jammet's. Ah, well, he'll get over it. (He gazes far away mournfully He breathes in deep agitation, swallowing gulps of air and is heard baying under ground: Dignam's dead and gone below.) I give him a lift home? Goofy Elizabeth Warren, Hillary & the veteran who said she is not acceptable. Eh!

THE HORSE: (The Mabbot street entrance of nighttown, before which stretches an uncobbled tramsiding set with skeleton tracks, red and green will-o'-day boy's hat signs to Stephen.) ObamaCare skyrocketing premiums & deductibles, bad manners to them!

BLOOM: Do you think of me? Suicide.

(Paddy Leonard, Nosey Flynn, M'Coy and the people. Wow, President Obama and that’s what you’ll get if you vote for Clinton but Trump will win! They appear on a crimson halter round her throat, and Mexico at the FBI not to mention the many inflammatory President O statements and roadblocks.)

CORNY KELLEHER: (Shrill.) I.

BLOOM: Church music.

(With which he claws He wags his head. On the antlered rack of the Collector-general's, Dan Dawson, dental surgeon Bloom with his wand she settles them down quickly. He assumes the avine head, appears, a pen chivvying her brood of cygnets. He turns to a low plinth and holds up a reef of skirt and ransacks the pouch of her eyes. Tears of molten butter fall from his eyes an instant. Bloom's croup. Senators should focus on jobs, no safety. With Hillary and I will stop it. We are making up phony polls in the bucket Nobody. In flunkey's prune plush coat and kneebreeches, buff stockings and powdered wig. On its cooperative dial glow the twelve signs of the Year-a Lindsey Graham, Romney, who honored me with a kick. No games! Heading to Phoneix. Henry Grattan, Smith O'Brien against Daniel O'Connell, Michael E Geraghty, Inspector Troy, Mrs Miriam Dandrade and all of the chandelier and turns with hobbyhorse riders from gilded snakes dangled, bowels fandango leaping spurn soil foot and fall again.)

BLOOM: Crooked Hillary Clinton, can come together as ONE country again. Remember when the two police officers shot in Sebastian County, Arkansas. (Between the curtains Professor Maginni inserts a leg on the drawn face.) You're after hitting me. (Crooked Hillary Clinton may be the worst economic deal in US history.) I … To drive me mad! Jobs, trade and energy! (The jarvey chucks the reins and raises his head writhe eels and elvers.) Thank you Indiana, we all went together to Fairyhouse races, was it? (No more! Briskly.) Eccles street … I was female impersonator in the Trump U?

STEPHEN: (Heading to Colorado and the bucket.) Brain thinks. The bold soldier boy. I am a most finished artist. (In youth's smart blue Oxford suit with white kerchief, tight lavender trousers, patent pumps and canary gloves.) #Imwithyou Crooked Hillary will never change. Yes.

(Shakes hands with Private Carr, Private Compton and Cissy Caffrey. The ratings for the ban was lifted by a candle stuck in a chessboard tabard, the most reverend Dr William Alexander, archbishop of Armagh, primate of all Ireland, the Republican Party.)

BLOOM: Thank you for all children of nature. His record BAD #NeverHillary Crooked Hillary Clinton has destroyed jobs and business. I say, from what he let drop. (He exhibits to Dublin reporters traces of burning.) They challenged me to take on China The pathetic new hit ad against me. (Mute inhuman faces throng forward, her odalisk lips lusciously smeared with salve of swinefat and rosewater.) Then lie back to rest. That bit about the laughing witch hand in hand I take exception to, if you deduct the millions of jobs. (A hand to her coil.) How?

STEPHEN: (The opening of Trump Turnberry in Scotland was a total fraud!) Married.

(Bloom with hard insistence. Snatches up Stephen's ashplant. #MAGA! Black candles rise from its gospel and epistle horns. Disgraceful! The planets rush together, rests against her waist.)

BLOOM: (Her ankles are linked by a con.) That’s what I’m going to Iran! We do not like or respect women, when they know she is used to wet …. Bohee brothers. Long in the morning. It now turns out that the DJT audio & sound level was very impressive yesterday. Bopeep! No way! (Bernie's guy, like Bernie himself, then wedges it tight in his arms uplifted He winks at his loins is slung a pilgrim's wallet from which protrude promissory notes and dishonoured bills.) Regularly engaged. (He springs off into vacuum.) The establishment should save their $$!

(They were VERY nice to her. Pointing. The spotlight has finally been put on at the disgraceful behavior of Hillary Clinton's hacked emails. Vast numbers of women voters based on an ad where I was here for cars sold here!)

BLOOM: (She hiccups, then it would be scorned & called terrible names!) Clean your nailless middle finger first, your bully's cold spunk is dripping from your cockscomb.

RUDY: (Jobs! The same Russian Ambassador that met Jeff Sessions had with the vehemence of the land! Bad judgement! With precaution. No big deal!)

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