#slender fetterchain

[fieriframes]

[That is amazing. Now, just to finish, yet, ankles are linked by a slender fetterchain. I like to throw it with some vigor in one spot. Ready? Parmesan explosion.]

[ulyssesredux]

Circe

(Jeers. Outside, small group of thugs burned Am flag! Smiles, nods slowly. I will have a corrupt political machine pushing crooked Hillary. Then he hitches his belt sailor fashion and with all types of foreign governments. Toyota Motor said will build the wall if they do, there is no answer He bends sideways and squeezes his mount's testicles roughly, shouting He horserides cockhorse, leaping from windows of loveful households in Dublin city and urban district of scenes truly rural of happiness of the Glens against The Glens of The O'Donoghue. Can you imagine if the winner was based on made up by the antics of Crooked Hillary Clinton even got the questions? Unfit to serve as #POTUS. He fixes the manhole with a smile in his waistcoat, posing calmly. If Chicago doesn't fix the horrible events of yesterday.)

THE CALLS: Sister, yes.

THE ANSWERS: Hee hee hee.

(The establishment should save their $$! Her voice soaring higher. A diabolic rictus of black luminosity contracting his visage, cranes his scraggy neck forward.)

THE CHILDREN: Glauber salts. Another!

THE IDIOT: (They examine him curiously from under their pencilled brows and smile to his mouth.) Love me not.

THE CHILDREN: Monitoring the terrible situation in Florida & I won in a free henroost.

THE IDIOT: (Thanks Bill for telling the truth about her, impassive.) Strangers in my hand.

(Tremendous crowds expected! Stephen. Wow, USA Today will be just as good as if I am the king of the knights templars. The former morganatic spouse of Bloom. The brass quoits of a huge rooster hatching in a drizzle of rain on a net, covers her face, leaving soon for BIG rally in Anaheim. The pianola with changing lights plays in waltz time the prelude of My Girl's a Yorkshire relish for tublumber bumpshire rose. In sudden sulks. Dejected With sudden fervour. The air in firmer waltz time sounds. He yawns, showing the grey scorbutic face of the wallpaper file rapidly across country. Bitterly. In purple stock and shovel hat. Gaudy dollwomen loll in the macintosh disappears. We can do much better as a pampered pouter pigeon, humming the duet from Don Giovanni. The ropenoose round his shaven mouth, his hands. To the recorder with sinister familiarity. The representative peers, sirdars, grandees and maharajahs bearing the cloth of gold and puts on a crimson halter round her throat.)

CISSY CAFFREY: She has it, she got it, she got it, they do, there is Heading to Tampa now!

(Even though Bernie Sanders is continuing his quest because he couldn't get to 1237. With a tear in his ad. The Presidency is that she would misrepresent the facts! Rare lamps with faint rainbow fins.)

THE VIRAGO: Any boy want flogging? Never heard of him.

CISSY CAFFREY: Crooked Hillary describing her as ERRATIC & VIOLENT. She has it, the leg of the duck, the leg of the duck, the leg of the great people! (Caressing on his shirtfront, steps out of control, more states coming up in America.) I was in company with the soldiers and they left me to do—you know, and the young man run up behind me.

(This madness must be able to move off with slow heavy tread. From the top of his trainbearers. The opening of Trump Turnberry in Scotland was a big vote on Tuesday!)

PRIVATE COMPTON: (#Debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain I will be running our government is controlled by the voters Biggest story in politics.) Kasich are unable to pass the Bar Exams in Washington in record numbers.

PRIVATE CARR: (The 2nd Amendment rights in Chicago and our country.) I'll do him in.

CISSY CAFFREY: (Pocahontas, pretended to be so bad or foolish.) Police!

(I still respect them all! In a onepiece evening frock executed in moonlight blue, indigo and violet lights start forth. He looks up.)

STEPHEN: More attacks will follow two simple rules: BUY AMERICAN & HIRE AMERICAN! Long live life!

(A cold seawind blows from his breast a severed female head, sighing. Crooked Hillary.)

THE BAWD: (Just left a great wall on the loss by the media and establishment want me out.) He gave him the coward's blow. Mike Pence was harassed last night. Writing the gentleman alone, you cheat. Jewman's melt!

STEPHEN: (President Peña Nieto.) Hillyho!

THE BAWD: (Terrible jobs report just reported.) Ten shillings. Fallopian tube. Hasn't the soldier a right to go with his girl?

(Our country is stagnant. I want America First-so time to renegotiate, and run as an Independent.)

EDY BOARDMAN: (Laughing, linked, high haircombs flashing, they will vote for Trump because they are doing!) Ten to one bar one! Is me her was you dreamed before? Both Ted Cruz, who wants to destroy Israel with all his bad moves? Wait, my campaign. Whisper. Dignam, Patrick, Andrew, David, George, be thou anointed! I can't hold this little lot much longer. Encore!

STEPHEN: (Iron Mike Tyson was not at all of the hall urges on her robe She clutches again in his armpits and his supporters by endorsing pro-2A stance.) Clever.

(African-Americans are seeing big stuff. Murmuring singsong with the poundnote to Stephen. Infatuated. Uncloaks impressively, revealing obesity, unrolls a paper and reads, his bowknot bobbing.)

LYNCH: Hoopla!

STEPHEN: (That's what I said NO, they would be better to cancel the upcoming meeting.) Destiny.

LYNCH: Here. I'm not looking I hope you gave the good father a penance.

STEPHEN: World without end. No!

LYNCH: He won't listen to me.

STEPHEN: World without end. Broke them yesterday. Struggle for life is the big jobs push back into the public.

LYNCH: #Debate Moderator: Hillary plan calls for more regulation and more easily The debates, especially in the history of politics-b/c I stand 100% behind everything we do. Who taught you palmistry?

STEPHEN: Gave it to someone.

(General commotion and compassion. Bad performance by Crooked Hillary Clinton is right: Obamacare is 'crazy', 'doesn't work' and 'doesn't make sense'.)

LYNCH: Sheet lightning courage. Give her your blessing for me. Nine glorias for shooting a bishop. Hold on! Ba!

(Subdued. The former morganatic spouse of Bloom, pleading not guilty and holding a bunch of bucking mounts. -earners. He hurries out through the murk, white spats, fawn dustcoat on his breast, down the steps and accosts him. Smiles yellowly at the man. They think the public and country at risk? He knew the fix was in bed with him. Casqued halberdiers in armour thrust forward a pentice of gutted spearpoints. Car companies and jobs way down: I will never forget!)

(He holds out a banknote by its arm and a revolver with which he covers the gorging boarhound. Big rally in Chicago and our borders will be in Missouri today with Melania for the sacrifice, greatest bargain ever. Stay safe! Goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, pretended to be VP that tell the truth. Goes to the table Lynch tosses a cigarette from the bench, stonebearded. Imperiously. I believe I will bring back our jobs back where they belong! Goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, pretended to be upset angry about that Those Intelligence chiefs made a false badge of the race so badly-I am running against the needle. Crooked Hillary Clinton, who has been praising the Trans Pacific Partnership and has NO path to victory, to the piano and bangs chords on it is hard to Make America Great Again!)

(They would hear what counsel had to do with women, and it is humiliating. Senator from Louisiana. Various media outlets and pundits say that if, within the aureole of his days, permeated by the VERY dishonest media didn't mention that Bernie Sanders too hard yet because I love watching these poor, pathetic people pundits on television was the horrible views emanated on WikiLeaks about Catholics? Philly fight?)

BLOOM: But it is so dishonest. Done. This.

(Stammers. Really good meeting, great people of Colorado had their vote taken away from them by the NYPD in protecting the people, the favourite, honey cap, smiles superciliously on the fantastic job, will fix it. She used it as a businessman, but if the election night tabulation be accepted. I only had 1 person running against me last night in Cleveland at Rules Committee by a slender fetterchain. In his left ear, all in a chalked circle, rises the feldaltar of Saint Barbara. Screams.)

BLOOM: I saw. Enormously I desiderate your domination.

(Hillary and Dems are to blame for the Super Delegates. #InaugurationDay It all begins today! Bloom, mumbling, his hand assuralooms Corny Kelleher that he is endorsing Ted Cruz just used a picture of Melania, he rocks to and fro, goggling his eyes, squeaking, kangaroohopping with outstretched clutching arms, snatches up his hands abruptly.)

BLOOM: She rolled downhill at Rialto bridge to tempt me with her strong endorsement of me? Every nerve in my side. A few pastilles of aconite.

(I'll be in Maryland this afternoon for a big rally.)

BLOOM: Why did I run? Broke record Have a great pioneer of air and space in John Glenn. Mutton dressed as lamb. Wheatenmeal with lycopodium and syllabax. Father starts thinking. Crooked Hillary Clinton. Take a look at our public life! (If Cory Booker is the New York now, finally, receiving plaudits!) Not likely. Too little, too late box of the I swear, we were hard up I washed them to go through a long long time. (Smiles, nods, trips down the creaking staircase and is a fraud!) Quick of him. Read mine. #Imwithyou ISIS threatens us today because of trade, will no longer be allowed to respond? Actually, we just had an election!

(The U.S. He leans out on tortured forepaws, elbows bent rigid, his shapeless mouth dribbling, jerks past, which will be in jail! Crooked Hillary!)

THE URCHINS: Encore! (She clutches the two Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary Clinton-corruption and Hillary's pay-for-play question.)

THE BELLS: Whew!

BLOOM: (He wriggles forward and seizes Zoe round the corner of the Glens against The Glens of The State of Colorado never got to vote Trump SAFE!) Cigar now and then Philippines President calls Obama the son of a fullstop.

(Two sluts of the money I raised/given a tremendous amount of money & wealth from the hair of a palsied veteran He trips up a finger and barks hoarsely More genially. Ward on which sparkles the Koh-i-Noor diamond. No more guns to protect themselves. Sleepy Hollow calls over the munching spaniel.)

THE GONG: And the missus.

(Great event in Columbus-taking off for Cincinnati now. Will be in Alabama for last rally! He looks round him. Why would the USChamber be upset angry about that Those Intelligence chiefs made a false badge of the twelve signs of the race so that I conceived it with a blind stripling Placing his right hand on his brow Hoarsely.)

THE MOTORMAN: C'était le sacré pigeon, Philippe?

BLOOM: (Thank you to all of the jews, Wiped his arse in the gallery, holding a fullblown waterlily, begins a long hair. Reflects precautiously.) Good fellow! The Clintons spend millions on negative ads, I am running against Crooked Hillary Clinton is unqualified to be packed? Campaigning to win-I will never change. Not so loud my name. Stitch in my left hand. Run. (Hillary Clinton adviser said, We have enough problems around the treestems, cooeeing.) He is turning out to vote in two states, including Never Trump, all. Mike Pence has just stated that it was packed, totally electric! Childish device. Peccavi! I did the night or collision. Haven't you lifted enough off him? Mosenthal. I will be different after Jan. The Theater must always be trying to get away with murder. #ImWithYou How quickly people forget that Crooked Hillary and the U.S.A.G. was not qualified to be the least effective Senators in the pound. You are a necessary evil. Seems new. I have self funded my winning primary campaign is very simple, I won in a dank prison where was yours? Press nightmare. Yes. A little then sufficed, a new day will be interviewed on This Week with George S this morning, at least you know I will work hard and so much interest in it though it was sure to. Not likely. They have the meeting with Charles and David Koch. New York! (Round Rabaiotti's halted ice gondola stunted men and women squabble.) Big blaze. I promise never to disobey. THE CONSERVATIVE CASE FOR TRUMP. And then the heat. How time flies by! Just announced that as many Syrians as possible.

(He walks, runs swift for the use of Air Force One and then attacked him and his family, on having done a spectacular job in the Republican Party has to be released tomorrow. Davy Stephens, ringletted, passes through several walls, climbs Nelson's Pillar, into play. A pack of bloodhounds, led by Hornblower of Trinity brandishing a dogwhip in tallyho cap and hobbles off mutely.)

BLOOM: Rarely smoke, dear.

THE FIGURE: (In Texas now, leaving free only her large dark eyes and fatchuck cheekchops of Jollypoldy the rixdix doldy.) Here, I can't hold this little lot much longer. Me see.

BLOOM: If Bernie Sanders totally sold out to be a shoefitter in Manfield's was my brother Henry. Donnerwetter! Not even Molly. He loves these kids, has raised millions of jobs and illegal immigration and not waste his time on the premises. (Broke record Have a great honor to be built here for BREXIT.) Sulphur.

(She hauls up a forefinger against a dustbin and muffled by its two talons. Stay strong Israel, January 20th. She drops two pennies in the opposite and WE tried to play the Russia/CIA card. An acclimatised Britisher, he gives the pilgrim warrior's sign of past master, drawing him by the media is spending big Wall Street paid for by lobbyists!)

BLOOM: I desiderate your domination. (To the redcoats.)

BLOOM: Fido! Will guns be taken from her heavily armed Secret Service Agent Gary Byrne doesn't believe Bush is the flower in question. Do you remember a long long time, energy and money will be fun! I will but is it? This is a great News Conference at Trump Tower concerning the formation of the great men and women that gave their lives for us and our country without extraordinary screening. We love you Ohio! Mixed races and mixed marriage. I visited our Trump Tower wherein I gave you mementos, smart emerald garters far above your station.

(Hillary the questions to the sky, his hand, blunders stifflegged out of business. The wand in Lynch's hand flashes: a woman screams: a brass poker.)

BLOOM: I have felt this instant a twinge of sciatica in my left hand.

(Sad! Loudly. To Bloom. With regret he lets the unrolled crubeen and trotter slide.)

BLOOM: Curiously they are on the debate as a whole lot of call-ins about vote flipping at the disgraceful behavior of Hillary. Senate for taking the first thing in the entire U.S. Funny that the phony election polls, I said. I am the inventor, something that is totally rigged against him!

(Repentantly. He stops dead. Wisconsin, many in the tawny crystal of her stocking. Quickly He sighs and stretches himself, then his legacy will never be the first watch With quiet feeling. The motorman, thrown forward, leering, vanishing, gibbering, Booloohoom. Mirus bazaar fireworks go up from their balconies throw down rosepetals.)

RUDOLPH: Second halfcrown waste money today. Have you no soul? Have you no soul?

BLOOM: (Very dishonest media does not know.) Wash off his sins of the vice-chancellor.

RUDOLPH: Love Utah-will be interviewed on This Week with George S this morning. Just arrived in Cleveland. (On the altarstone Mrs Mina Purefoy, goddess of unreason, lies, in moonblue robes, a great Memorial Day by thinking of and the reverend John Hughes S.J. bend low.) Second halfcrown waste money today. Second halfcrown waste money today.

BLOOM: (I couldn't handle the complexities and danger signals.) What is that my campaign is very special! Didn't he? Hillary said horrible things about me that alliance members must PAY THEIR BILLS.

RUDOLPH: (The air in firmer waltz time the prelude of My Girl's a Yorkshire Girl.) So you catch no money. Mud head to foot.

BLOOM: (Bella from within the hall.) A little frivol, shall we, if I may. Scene at Westland row.

RUDOLPH: I extend our warmest greetings to those involved in today's horrible accident in NJ and my deepest gratitude to all of the U.S. What you call them running chaps? I always knew he was responsible for NAFTA, from which Ohio has never recovered. That is not the plane behind her like I am not being honored and almost dead. A detainee released from prison, is very simple, I hope everyone had a great honor-they would be very surprised by our ground game on Nov. I told you not go with drunken goy ever.

BLOOM: (Closing her eyes.) I am a man. The plane I saw him, kipkeeper! The last articles.

RUDOLPH: (The famished snaggletusks of an elderly bawd protrude from a coral wristlet, a strong hairgrowth of resin.) Lockjaw. Once!

BLOOM: I will be saved on military and other countries where we just had a bad job Hillary type policy and management has done a fantastic job last night.

ELLEN BLOOM: (Tapping.) The highly neurotic Debbie Wasserman Schultz is angry that, after seeing the just out book, which is why they cancelled their big fireworks at the Grand Opening of my bottom drawer. Any good in your eye. (#RiggedSystem The system is totally based on popular vote if you deduct the millions of voters! Runs to stephen and links him.) Bravo!

(How much BAD JUDGEMENT! Will devote ZERO TIME!)

A VOICE: (That ends when I am going to lose the election is absolutely being rigged by the Republican Party that are currently and selfishly opposed to me seeing it.) Media put out false reports that it is sad!

BLOOM: Hillary Administration is not Native American heritage stops that and VP cold. (He unrolls his parchment rapidly and reads solemnly.) I was just making my way home.

(Run Bernie, how many more shootings, will be just as good as if I won the popular vote than the very important swing states, and lines from Michael Douglas—just another Hillary Clinton will be brought against Crooked Hillary and Dems: In my opinion, it will make it sound bad or foolish. To the second watch gaily. The O'Donoghue. Dem Gov. of MN. The keeper of the navvy. How can Hillary run the economy.)

BLOOM: Wow!

MARION: No games! She is unfit to be Native American heritage are on a Twitter rant. (To the redcoats.) Let him look, the pishogue!

BLOOM: (He was down and calls loudly for all to hear.) O, the one a killer of pestilence by absorption, the man who doesn't know me, O daughters of Erin. News conference tomorrow at 11:00 this afternoon.

(Sad State Treasurer John Kennedy, of the hanged sends gouts of sperm spouting through his deathclothes on to a gaslamp and, gazing in the wrong states! Senate, goofy Elizabeth Warren has been divided for a one-by sources-that no charges will be carried live at 12:15 P.M. The elderly bawd seizes his sleeve, slobbering. Mrs Kennefick, Mrs Yelverton Barry and the worst voting record in lawsuits. The ashplant marks his stride. They exchange in amity the pass of knights of the horrible carnage going on Intelligence agencies should never have been left behind. A pack of staghounds follows, followed by the antics of Crooked Hillary Clinton overregulates, overtaxes and doesn't care about jobs. Bloom approaches. Impassive, raises a signal arm.)

MARION: Mrs Marion from this out, my dear man, when you speak to me. We must be consequences-perhaps loss of Nykea Aldridge.

(His eyes closing, yaps. Why is President Obama spoke last night in Dallas-more spirit and passion than ever before. It is time for Republicans & Democrats to get people, many in U.S., and backed Iraq War.)

BLOOM: Father starts thinking.

MARION: Pimp! (He repeats Profoundly.) Mrs Marion from this out, my dear man, when you speak to me. All talk, talk, talk and have got nothing but bad publicity for doing so. Mrs Marion from this out, my dear man, when you speak to me.

BLOOM: Mr Dedalus! Three times ten. I left the precincts. (Mammoth roses murmur of scarlet winegrapes.) Moll We Still I see her! When will I hear the joke?

(The passing bell is heard. Sad State Treasurer John Kennedy, of the WORLD! Why didn't Hillary Clinton has made so many mistakes, now losing Ford and many others.)

THE SOAP: Laemlein of Istria, the king of Spain's daughter, alanna. She kicked the bucket. Htengier Tnetopinmo Dog Drol eht rof, Aiulella!

(The navvy, lurching by, we have a good thing, But I love watching these poor, pathetic people pundits on television was the first watch With quiet feeling. Sadly.)

SWENY: #SuperTuesday #VoteTrump Don't reward Mitt Romney, the keel row, the beeftea is fizzing over!

BLOOM: Every phenomenon has a natural cause. Based on the two failed presidential candidates, Crooked Hillary will NEVER support Crooked Hillary victory, has chosen a V.P.candidate who failed badly in his movements. No more. Crooked Hillary will not allow another four years of Obama and people with GREAT SPIRIT!

MARION: (They giggle.) Poldy, you are a poor old stick in the mud!

BLOOM: On my way home.

MARION: Has poor little hubby cold feet waiting so long?

(The system is totally rigged & corrupt! Hobbledehoy, warmgloved, mammamufflered, starred with spent snowballs, struggles to rise He cheers feebly.)

BLOOM: He might be mad. I got for my campaign, by Twitter, Google and Facebook are burying the FBI not to be built here for cars sold here!

(He places a ruby ring. In his left shoulder. Nice!)

THE BAWD: He's getting his pleasure. Up the soldiers! Hasn't the soldier a right to go with his girl? Fifteen.

(His mouth projected in hard wrinkles, eyes of a political campaign. Blazes Boylan leans, his collar loose, a cloud of stench escaping from the brink. Jobs, trade and energy!)

BRIDIE: Mind? I will be in Missouri today with Melania for the boudoir.

(A shade of mauve tissuepaper dims the light. What’s up? She's right. She pats him. Dense clouds roll past.)

THE BAWD: (I am not bought like others!) We will win! #MAGA I will be campaigning in Connecticut, another state where jobs have been able to lead normal lives and to constantly be on the information they had to knock out 16 very good ratings from 4 years ago, has a career that is fact! Sound familiar! Leave the gentleman false letters. Crooked Hillary Clinton didn't go to sleep?

(Will be going back till both hands. Polls close, but outside, criminals! Nobody.)

GERTY: Pooah! (MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) For the honour of God! Are you of the English dogs that hanged our Irish leaders.

BLOOM: It was just chatting this afternoon for a big deal! The so-called Obama years. This is midsummer madness, some ghastly joke again. Joe Gallaher's lunch basket.

THE BAWD: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN The protesters in New York-a-Lago in Palm Beach, Florida, where the world to see and hear ROLLING THUNDER. Streetwalking and soliciting. Sst! Fifteen.

GERTY: (Stephen.) For Growth tried to play the Russia/CIA card. (He brands his initial C on Bloom's shoulder.) It has been divided for a larger venue. Wow, Crooked Hillary is wheeling out one of the most serene and potent and very puissant ruler of this realm.

(On her feet are jewelled toerings. Are we talking about trade? She murmurs.)

MRS BREEN: High jinks below stairs.

BLOOM: (You should focus on our country with her.) One third of a most particular reason.

MRS BREEN: O, not for worlds. Look what is happening all over our children and others, have to team up collusion in a total disaster. Why didn't you kiss the spot to make it well? She did, of course, the cat!

BLOOM: (We need serious leaders.) Will the world. Lord knows where they are grassing their royal mountain stags or shooting peasants and phartridges in their upholstered poop, casting dice, what is in. System rigged! I have been declared the winner. They charge! Sizeable for threepence. The blinds drawn. For the record, I think it funny. Mnemo? Second drink does it. It was given me by the Touring Club at Stepaside who procured that public boon? Didn't he? She rolled downhill at Rialto bridge to tempt me with her flow of animal spirits. I was glad to look exhausted and done, then it would have been with us at Mar-a true black knot. A massive tax increase will be bringing back into our country without extraordinary screening.

MRS BREEN: (An elbow resting in a lace petticoat and reversed chasuble, his nailscraped face plastered with postagestamps, brandishes his hockeystick, his head.) Under the mistletoe. Thank you! Tell us, there's a dear. (He turns to a gaslamp and, taking out massive amounts of Wall Street.) Love's old sweet song.

BLOOM: (Swaying.) Looking for a big day. Only your bounden duty. She lost because she has very bad judgement call on my old pals, sir. What a dumb group! Then nay no I have sinned! Yes. Only the crooked media makes everything up! Tension makes them nervous. Let's walk on.

(Big crowds, but in the sofacorner, her bonnet awry, rouging and powdering her cheeks, lips and nose, leering mouth. The keeper of the sicksweet weed floats towards him in the seawind simply swirling, breaks from the telepromter! Solemnly. Perspiring in a surplice and bandanna nightcap, holding in each hand he holds a plasterer's bucket on which sprawl his hat from side to side, shrinking, joins his hands cheerfully. Why can't the pundits or commentators discussing the fact that I can get!)

TOM AND SAM: It was a big player. Round behind the stable. Clean.

(Keep you doctor, keep pushing the false and pushed big time by press, have to announce that she would now use! He laughs.)

BLOOM: (She has a sprouting moustache.) Rescue of fallen women. Garryowen!

MRS BREEN: (He laughs loudly.) Why didn't you kiss the spot to make it well? Love's old sweet song.

BLOOM: This. Lesurques and Dubosc. Ticktacktwo wouldyousetashoe? (From this moment on, her snubnose and cheeks flushed with deathtalk, tears and Tunney's tawny sherry, hurries by in her neckfillet She sneers.) All of my friends and supporters in San Jose were illegals.

MRS BREEN: #ObamacareFailed We are not wasting time & money Wow, Hillary has said about her, unless he is selling out! The ROLL CALL is beginning at the Republican Party has to sell their product, cars, A.C. units etc. (-I will never be able to solve some of the crown of which is working long hours and doing a fantastic job last night.) London's teapot and I'm simply teapot all over me! O, you ruck!

BLOOM: (His head follows.) It is nothing, but if I don't want any scandal, you do? I have mislaid That is one pound six and eleven, and they knew it. Giddy. It was muddy.

MRS BREEN: Now, don't tell a big fib! Tell us, there's a dear.

BLOOM: (Lynch indicates mockingly the couple at the top of her mouth.) Mrs Joe Gallaher's lunch basket.

MRS BREEN: Hnhn. Glory Alice, you ruck!

BLOOM: (I will be a disaster from which Ohio has never recovered.) The wanton ate grass wildly.

MRS BREEN: (Virag, basilicogrammate, chutes rapidly down through a coalhole, his cap back to the world.) Why didn't you kiss the spot to make it well? You were always a favourite with the ladies. (Lynch in white surgical students' gowns, four abreast, goosestepping, tramp fist past in a threequarter ivory gown, fringed round the hem of Bloom's haunches Loudly.) Nice adviser! We only want to know about Hillary Clinton's hacked emails. Don't tell me!

BLOOM: (#BigLeagueTruth Ready to lead a homely life in the macintosh disappears.) I fell out of bed or rather was pushed. Forget, forgive. (He is living in a negative light.) I hadn't heard about Mrs Beaufoy Purefoy I wouldn't have met.

MRS BREEN: (Very very unfair!) We need serious leaders. Mr Bloom! After the parlour mystery games and the crackers from the tree we sat on the staircase ottoman. You were always a favourite with the ladies.

BLOOM: Stop! When you made your present choice they said it was expected of me. (Rushes to the cobblestones.) By heaven, I know what you're hinting at now! London's burning! (Oaths of a scrofulous child.) Patriotism, sorrow for the moment.

(The Reverend Mr Hugh C Haines Love M. A. in a bottleneck a slut combs out the tatts from the farther nostril a long time! RIGGED Pocahontas wanted V.P. slot so badly, poverty and crime way up-making big progress! The SECRET meeting between Bill Clinton says and no matter how well he says it, promise Thoughts and prayers with the letters which he claws He wags his head is perched an Egyptian pshent.)

ALF BERGAN: (I will be watching the totally one-by a lot of coal miners & coal companies out of his son, Eric and Tiffany, on weak hams, he had been carefully brought up against major NFL games.) I'm sure that Stephen is a wellknown dynamitard, forger, bigamist, bawd and cuckold and a very good little boy!

MRS BREEN: (Laughter of men from the boles and among the leaves.) You wanted to. (I should have been released from prison, is in and Arnold Schwarzenegger got swamped or destroyed by comparison to the cobblestones.) Scamp! Voglio e non.

BLOOM: (Things are going to be themselves and express their own minds as to one side by the media term 'mass deportation'—and destroyed City I made a mistake here, & as a purely religious threat, which is feeling for her nipple.) Shitbroleeth. I understand you to all of the all time record for most of her warm form.

MRS BREEN: (Goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, just like our big wins in West Virginia-really bad judgement & insticts.) Scamp! Company to stay in the haunts of sin! You were the lion of the evangelical vote is in place.

BLOOM: (He reads from right to left front centre.) He got NOTHING for all children of nature. Weak leaders, ridiculous laws! Please remember, harking back in a dank prison where was yours? Serpents too are gluttons for woman's milk. But it is so embarrassed by the Touring Club at Stepaside who procured that public boon? A warm tingling glow without effusion. I met Prince on numerous occasions. Good fellow! I will but is it.

(The figure of Bella Cohen stands before him. It is impossible for the lord great chamberlain, the other, shaping their curves, bowing visavis. With a voice of Adonai calls.)

RICHIE: Steak and kidney.

(He bends down and out of their way. Watching him.)

PAT: (The floor is covered with an ape's gait, his ears.) Hohohohohome. They were VERY nice to her. Leopold lost the pin of his drawers. I have.

RICHIE: Up the Boers! He didn't know what to do, to keep it up, to buy yourself a gin and splash.

(He wheels Kitty into Lynch's arms, his vulture talons sharpened. They talk excitedly. Thickveiled, a white jersey on which sparkles the Koh-i-Noor diamond.)

RICHIE: (It goes out.) The vieille ogresse with the Clinton Campaign, may poison the minds of the Wikileakes disaster, with the editors of Conde Nast & Steven Newhouse, a very nice congratulations. I will be there soon. Ten to one bar one!

BLOOM: (He will never be able to solve the problems of poverty, education and safety within the hall urges on her head, foxy moustache and beard rapidly with a scooping hand He blows into bloom's ear.) And would a jury give me five shillings alimony tomorrow, eh Reynard? Yes, ma'am? Her artless blush unmanned me. Interesting quarter. My willpower!

MRS BREEN: Love's old sweet song.

BLOOM: Kismet. One pound seven, say. Forget, forgive. Mutton dressed as lamb.

MRS BREEN: (A covey of gulls, storm petrels, rises hungrily from Liffey slime with Banbury cakes in their trail her jet of venom.) The left hand nearest the heart.

BLOOM: Not the least productive senators in the rough sands of the sea a cabletow's length from the shore where the tide ebbs and flows. I put up-I would have been doing from the new auto plants coming back into our country Safe Again for all Americans-and elections-go down!

MRS BREEN: Does nothing.

(Melania liked Mrs. O a lot of complaints from people saying my name is not the plane behind her hand, wagging his tail He stops dead. Her voice whispering huskily. Look what is going to repeal and replace ObamaCare. Hillary sent Bill to have a conflict of interest with my various businesses Hence, legal documents are being stolen by other countries like Mexico.)

THE BAWD: Fresh thing was never touched.

BLOOM: (Not anymore, it is unfair in that the election.) Landing in New Hampshire tonight!

MRS BREEN: (It is being badly criticized for a fortune, I swear, we just picked up additional votes!) Two is company.

BLOOM: Cult of the horrible attack in Nice, France. Heirloom.

MRS BREEN: The left hand nearest the heart. Why? Killing simply.

BLOOM: Awaiting your further orders we remain, gentlemen.

MRS BREEN: (Figures wander, lurk, peer from warrens.) Why didn't you kiss the spot to make a statement, they went hostile with negative ads.

BLOOM: (Our tax, trade, will be in Wisconsin until the election against Crooked Hillary Clinton just lost every Republican she ever had, including 1million dollars from me, and cries out in the air.) She should be allowed to respond? Play cricket. Will be such fun!

MRS BREEN: Hnhn.

BLOOM: THE MOVEMENT, we welcome all voters who want to run. And Molly was laughing because Rogers and Maggot O'Reilly were mimicking a cock as we passed a farmhouse and Marcus Tertius Moses, the baby and so seriously to try and figure me out.

MRS BREEN: (Takes from the car and horse back slowly, solemnly, rattling his bucket, and am way ahead of him.) AMERICA GREAT AGAIN rallies.

(Hillary has experience, look at the door, his face to the right where the world without yet another one. H. Rumbold, master barber, in the Trump. Thanks Donald! We cannot let this happen-ISIS! Blushes furiously all over from frons to nates, three tears filling from his druid mouth. Crooked Hillary should not be allowed back onto the battlefield.)

THE GAFFER: (I have always had a massive whoremistress, enters.) Stubborn as a people w/a free henroost.

THE LOITERERS: (He belches He twists her arm.) Stuck together!

(Get out and in her robe She clutches the two Iowa police who were flying the Mexican flag. The passing bell is heard taking the day campaigning in Connecticut. Crosslacing.)

BLOOM: Wow, my speech. But their reign is rover for rever and ever and ev. Machines is their cry, their chimera, their number one-sided spin that followed. Zoo. All Ireland versus one! I know.

THE LOITERERS: Reduplication of personality. Hopefully the violent and vicious killing by ISIS. Wow, my love, and I.

(Crooked Hillary Clinton does not say is that Crooked Hillary Clinton. Silent, thoughtful, alert he stands with shrugged shoulders, finny hands outspread, a blond feeble goosefat whore in navy costume, doeskin gloves rolled back from Asheville, North Carolina. Corny Kelleker, weepers round his neck hangs a rosary of corks ending on his wand she settles them down quickly.)

THE WHORES: But, O Papli, how old you've grown! Boeing is building a BILLION dollar plant in Kentucky-no enthusiasm! Leopopold! You may touch my.

(Jacky Caffrey clasps to climb. Immediate silence. Bloom, rolled in a corkscrew cross. Please remember, I was going to make it sound bad or, as President, Russia, or from one party to another state.)

THE NAVVY: (A diabolic rictus of black bathing bagslops.) Stag that one is!

THE SHEBEENKEEPER: Media put out such false and misleading ads-all paid for by Wall Street, and now must stop. Hillary Clinton, who shut down and push, mister. Cuckoo.

THE NAVVY: (Top suspect in Paris massacre, Salah Abdeslam, who may be adding to the piano.) But fear not, their number one act and priority.

PRIVATE CARR: (A true General's General!) I don't give a shit for him.

PRIVATE COMPTON: (Cuttingly.) And he insulted us.

PRIVATE CARR: (A couple of FAKE NEWS.) Here. Her record is so totally biased against me were put up approximately $50 million for my campaign manager of Mitt Romney's historic loss, is very much to my office at Trump Tower wherein I gave, he just wants to sit in the U.S. Was he insulting you?

THE NAVVY: (I hope that Crooked Hillary-but we must be expected of anyone standing on a new plant in Mexico and the U.S.A.G. to work on, do they really have to focus on our soon to talk about the horrible carnage going on in Chicago and our enemies are drooling.)

(Today is the 53rd anniversary of the ocean. Just in, big news-I will be attending the Alvarez/Khan fight this weekend in Ohio from drug overdoses. Her lucky hand instantly saving him.)

PRIVATE COMPTON: We don't give a bugger who he is. Very nice!

PRIVATE CARR: I don't give a shit for him. Not so anymore! Crooked didn't report she got the questions to the Dems have it rigged in favor of Hillary.

THE NAVVY: (Sarcastically He spits in contempt.) I am still running around wild. When you saw all the wrong direction.

(So much for a fortune for their release. Hides the crubeen softly but holds back and get wages up. Government offices are temporarily transferred to railway sheds.)

BLOOM: But I bought it. Crime reduction will be brought against Crooked Hillary Clinton likes to talk about national security, and I was just going home by Gardiner street when I went girling. His record BAD #NeverHillary Crooked Hillary is spending a fortune off of debt. Not the least little bit. When is the Junior Army and Navy ADMIRALS today, Crooked Hillary was a big fan! Crooked Hillary wants to shut down our First Amendment rights in Chicago-and he. Every phenomenon has a natural phenomenon. Why did she hammer 13 devices and acid-wash e-mails AFTER getting a subpoena from U.S. Another horrific attack, this country has the temperament or integrity to be, the splendour of night. Subject, what reck they? Yes, yes. Anybody whose mind SHORT CIRCUITS is not acceptable. Crooked Hillary Clinton, was a J.P. Rudy! Lindsey Graham and Jeb crashed, then John Kasich has just stated that it is visually important, as worn in Paris. That antiquated commode. I Inform the police. #MAGA The State of Ohio will remember that the Affordable Care Act will soon MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Also said Russians did not know the C markings on documents stood for CLASSIFIED. I want the PEOPLE! I just see a car? His last term as Mayor was a hero, but outside, criminals! I mean as your business menagerer Mrs Marion. Just had a very expensive mistake! I Inform the police. We do not have the dimensions of your establishment. I mean? Not so loud my name. Ja, ich weiss, papachi.

(Bolt upright, his multitudinous plumage moulting He yawns, showing the brown tufts of her stocking. Crazy Megyn anymore. Crooked Hillary sent Bill to have a merry time, I can use all the male brutes that have made wonderful deals together-where a #POTUS, under enormous pressure, were incredible! Stifling. (All uncover their heads turned to his voice The disc rasps gratingly against the lamp, pulls himself up He places his heel on her whores. Children.))

THE WREATHS: Whisper. Iiiiiiiiiaaaaaaach!

BLOOM: Madam, when they incorrectly thought they were playing the Irving Bishop game, finding the pin blindfold and thoughtreading? New Hampshire and California-so what else is new? Bad! A saint couldn't resist it. Speak, woman of the money I have it. They can live on. Spontaneously to seek out the saurian's lair in order to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN, will be watching from North Carolina. (I am not trying to wash away her bad judgement.) Every nerve in my left glutear muscle. The Democrats have a car there. Haven't you lifted enough off him? #MAGA I will beat Hillary Clinton, who may be the least little bit. Mistaken identity. Master! You hit him without provocation. You hear? Lucky no woman. Other than a Sheriff's Star, or I will bring them back! All insanity. A noble work! Rosemary also did I run? (Reads a bill of health.) Maybe not! Isn't this a ridiculous shame? There were sunspots that summer. (A hoarse virago retorts. Turns to the chandelier and, gazing in the U.S.) Here. Youth. Big crowds! Stinks like a polecat. 'Twas I sent you that valentine of the Wikileakes disaster, the pluckiest lads and the Sunamite, he, he will, sir. Nothing ever happened with any of the families of those that want to tell you verily it is for the night of the sea a cabletow's length from the new world that doesn’t exist. The Democratic National Convention were very good, they do now and both countries will, together, MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

(A plasterer's bucket on the water Through silversilent summer air the dummy of Bloom. To the recorder with sinister familiarity. Pulls at Bello. Such a dishonest person-& Paul Ryan, always fighting the Republican Party can unify! #Debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain I will fix it, proclaiming the consummation of all Ireland, appears at the door.)

THE WATCH: An alibi. Made all sorts of goodies by Cruz campaign. Three pounds twelve you got, two notes, one sovereign, two crowns, if youth but knew. Qui vous a mis dans cette fichue position, Philippe.

(Pocahontas, pretended to be a great deal, no honor! The wand in Lynch's hand flashes: a child wails.)

FIRST WATCH: Come. Commit no nuisance.

BLOOM: (Zoe into the U.S.) Soiled personal linen, wrong side up with care.

(To Stephen. He looks round him.)

THE GULLS: I love watching these poor, pathetic people pundits on television was the one time, Kilbride, the most serene and potent and very puissant ruler of this realm.

BLOOM: Our law enforcement! In my eyes read that slumber which women love.

(Crooked Hillary, costs will triple! In my speech had millions of votes more than the Democratic National Committee allowed hacking to take your 2nd Amendment rights away. In purple stock and shovel hat.)

BOB DORAN: Keep our flag flying! Her foreign wars, NAFTA, open borders, etc-but I should not be allowed to burn the American Voter. Card of the girl you left behind.

(Black candles rise from its gospel and epistle horns. From the suttee pyre the flame of gum camphire ascends. The twins scuttle off in the arena.)

SECOND WATCH: The media is going on?

BLOOM: (Abruptly.) Black. Lotty Clarke, flaxenhaired, I WON! Come on, boys, the new Bloomusalem in the park and was disabled at Spion Kop and Bloemfontein, was the one person she doesn't want to negotiate peace. Thank you to teachers across America! Capillary attraction is a natural cause.

(Tapping. He quenches his cigar angrily on Bloom's shoulder.)

SIGNOR MAFFEI: (Turns to the Senate for taking the waterproof and hat snores, groans, grinding growling teeth, and maybe her Native American to get top level security clearance for my speech on terror.) A redhot crowbar and some liniment rubbing on the burning part produced Fritz of Amsterdam, the pride of the money I have won against me. Catching up on many things on purpose. We will bring your lion to heel, no matter how fractious, even Leo ferox there, the thinking hyena. Ladies and gentlemen, my educated greyhound. Don’t feel sorry for crooked Hillary! (The pall of incense smoke screens and disperses.) Crooked Hillary Clinton. Last rally of the ring. (A sackshouldered ragman bars his path.) Block tackle and a strangling pulley will bring back our jobs back home-make great deals!

FIRST WATCH: What do you tax him with? The King versus Bloom.

BLOOM: What is that English invention, pamphlet of which I received some days ago, great people! So proud of you in every way! (All recedes.) Hoy! I call on BREXIT-she went with Obama, and those who have not heard any of these women. Ow! Lord knows where they belong! We only want to stop bad trade deals, broken borders, and maybe her emails? I'm a witness. One pound seven, eleven, a mixed marriage mingling of our great country again.

FIRST WATCH: I'm sure he would never do that but simply showed him groveling when he said that Crooked Hillary's telepromter speech yesterday, she has very small and unenthusiastic crowds in Pennsylvania where we will strengthen up voting procedures!

(Gently. There should be ashamed of herself!)

BLOOM: (He exhibits to Dublin reporters traces of burning.) I'm as staunch a Britisher as you are, sir. Look forward to being at the Livermore christies. I did the night of the Austrian despot in a landslide!

FIRST WATCH: (Repentantly.) Move on out of that. Tremendous crowds expected! Henry Flower.

SECOND WATCH: Charitable Mason, pray for us. Probably why her decision making is so totally biased that we just had a great rally.

BLOOM: (This was a typically false news story.) Rain, exposure at dewfall on the premises. Wow, Ted Cruz can't get any worse. (Rocking to and fro, goggling his eyes an instant.) For many years. It will only get higher. We are observed. Absence of body. (He trips up a fit policeman He whispers.) Electric dishscrubbers. Disorderly houses. Why? (Tries to laugh poor fellow, hihihihihis legs they were going to substantialy reduce taxes and regulations on businesses, but whether our government for the Great State of Louisiana, and shows it full of polonies, kippered herrings, Findon haddies and tightpacked pills.) Getting the strong endorsement for president. All these people. Many of his disenfranchised fans are for me, and the US Constitution. (Sorry folks, but he doesn't he should immediately apologize to me!) Fare. I gave you mementos, smart emerald garters far above your station. (Isn’t it funny when a failed Senator like goofy Elizabeth Warren is weak on illegal immigration.) It was her name, and the U.S., and were so wrong, are now leading in many polls, and it is sad! Stephen! As if you call him, Majorgeneral Brian Tweedy, one of Britain's fighting men who helped to win our battles.

(In alderman's gown and chain. Very exciting!)

THE DARK MERCURY: Bulbul! Mor!

MARTHA: (His eyes grow dull, darker and pouched, his glowworm's nose running backwards over the wold.) Hek! Stop press edition. Hey, shitbreeches, are you staying the night or a short while—and it was cancelled. Bloom.

FIRST WATCH: (It is amazing but, seeing them, rustyarmoured, leaping from windows of loveful households in Dublin city and urban district of scenes truly rural of happiness of the bloody globe.) Median household income is down for the fact that I had 17 opponents and she just had her 47% moment.

BLOOM: (A merry twinkle in his arms.) #GOPConvention Looking forward to our great election victory. What's our studfee? She was. Our mutual faith. Absence of body. I stand for the future. Cat o' nine lives! Gaelic league spy, sent by that fireeater. The ONLY bad thing.

MARTHA: (Nothing on the table to count the money, and all of the balmy night shall carry my heart to thee!) Peace, perfect peace. Megeggaggegg! If he doesn't he should run as an independent! Tanderagee wants the facts and means to get them.

BLOOM: (A large moist stain appears on her breast.) Force One and then. She often said she'd like to visit. (As usual, Hillary Clinton conceded the election were based on made up by the Dems were never asked to speak-Wednesday release Just returned from Pennsylvania where her husband?) Look where the back changes name.

SECOND WATCH: (Fuseblue peer from warrens.) Music without Words, pray for us.

BLOOM: Ow! And her hair is dyed gold and he. I caught. Just saw Crooked Hillary has ZERO leadership ability. It wasn't Donald Trump-Your support has been, owned by the Hillary Clinton has destroyed jobs and manufacturing in America. If it were your own recognisances for six months in the polls against Crooked Hillary Clinton campaign, by putting stories that never happened into news! Not man. It's all right.

FIRST WATCH: Come.

BLOOM: (Rows of grimy houses with gaping doors.) Media is fake! Thank you to Donald Rumsfeld for the dead, music, future of the watercarrier, or the RNC. What a lark!

A VOICE: Hillary's brainpower is highly overrated, should be admonished for not having a press conference in New Hampshire soon to be our president! Ah, bosh, man. He said something truly horrifying he refused to say that I inherited something very special!

BLOOM: (Kevin Egan of Paris in black Spanish tasselled shirt and peep-o'-the-box head of Don John Conmee rises from the top of her deathrattle.) Collide. The wanton ate grass wildly. On fire, on June 25th-back to Indiana tomorrow in New York. Ah! (The people get it!) Trying to walk. If it were he?

FIRST WATCH: Today is the true elected president.

BLOOM: Good night. Why, look at our public life! You know I had 17 people to get away with murder. I am doing very well in Michigan and Ohio plants, adding 2000 jobs.

(He jerks the rope. Spattered with size and shape. Earnestly He looks up. He pipes scoffingly.)

MYLES CRAWFORD: (Old Gummy Granny in sugarloaf hat appears seated on a toadstool, the mystery man on the wire.) It has been, owned by Wall Street money on false ads against me. I become POTUS we will strengthen up voting procedures! Gaudium magnum annuntio vobis. Eh? Stubborn as a businessman, but outside, criminals! Lord God Omnipotent reigneth! Hope she is unable to cite a verse from the scaffolding in Beaver street what was he after doing it into only into the men's porter. My statement on NATO being obsolete and must be like the scent of geraniums and lovely peaches!

(Nothing on the table between bella and florry He takes part in a mummy, rolls roteatingly from the Lion's Head cliff into the great workers of that wonderful state. He repeats Profoundly. Last rally of the heaving bosom of the pianola flies open, the rustle of her supporters will never have the drive or stamina to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!)

BEAUFOY: (If Russia or any other candidate.) You funny ass, you rotter! You ought to be mentioned in mixed society! A soapy sneak masquerading as a litterateur. As a tribute to the great people! A soapy sneak masquerading as a litterateur. BREXIT-she puts the plane behind her like I have been in our country. A plagiarist. African-American youth SUPER PREDATORS-Has she apologized? In getting the Republican nomination at 9:00 this afternoon.

BLOOM: (Media put out such false and vicious ads with her strong endorsement of me by the Democrats would have millions more votes than anyone else, me, and now he wants TPP, is WRONG!) Crooked Hillary is wheeling out one of the time, years and years ago, incorrectly addressed.

BEAUFOY: (Old Sleepy Hollow calls over the great men and women of our country as he slides down.) Crooked Hillary Clinton can't close the deal with Bernie Sanders says, she would be bust! It's perfectly obvious that with the most rudimentary promptings of a gentleman would stoop to such particularly loathsome conduct. I presume, my lord. A plagiarist. The Democrats, lead by head clown Chuck Schumer, know how to win the Electoral College is much more to follow Julian Assange-wrong. No, you rotter!

BLOOM: (In youth's smart blue Oxford suit with white kerchief, tight lavender trousers and jacket, orange, yellow, lizardlettered, and always has been wrong for 2yrs-an embarrassed loser, but look what they did and said like giving the sign of admiration, closing, quails expectantly He squirms He pants cringing.) The stye I dislike. The woman is inebriated.

BEAUFOY: (Ivanka intros me tonight!) The press is so after me on their way. (Stating that he had been carefully brought up before election day.) Kasich is weak and ineffective Senator, Jeff Flake.

A VOICE FROM THE GALLERY

:

(Mrs Cunningham in Merry Widow hat and spider veil. Pulling Private Carr, Private Compton, Stephen, Bloom for Bloom.)

BLOOM: (Nobody.) In trade, a small campaign staff.

BEAUFOY: From the heart! The terrorist who wants to take our tough but fair and smart message directly to the truth. (Stifling.) I may be the destruction of civilization as we know it. My literary agent Mr J.B. Pinker is in attendance. Somebody hacked the DNC but why did the phony allegations against me. My literary agent Mr J.B. Pinker is in attendance. Why, look at the man's private life!

BLOOM: (Big crowds.) Lady in the Nova Hibernia of the United States.

FIRST WATCH: #Debate One of my children, Don, Eric, on having done a terrible job of ordering the protection of innocent people. Also, deductibles are so thoroughly devastated by the media term 'mass deportation'—big problem!

THE CRIER: Embrace me tight, dear.

(We are going to have the guts to run-guilty as hell but the press that they cannot hear. They laughed at Bernie. But look at what happened to Atlantic City made all the nose, leering, vanishing, gibbering, Booloohoom.)

SECOND WATCH: The soldier hit him. Illegals out!

MARY DRISCOLL: (Corny Kelleker, weepers round his neck, nestling.) I will be just as good as if I won in every way! Such a great Memorial Day by thinking of and respecting all of my children. Lyin' Ted Cruz just used a picture of Melania.

FIRST WATCH: I think the public and country at risk?

MARY DRISCOLL: I laid a hand to them oysters!

BLOOM: (Edward the Seventh lifts his bucket, and nobody says a word.) You're after hitting me. We are observed. All that's left of him all the same. I become POTUS we will strengthen up voting procedures! Poor Bloom!

MARY DRISCOLL: (Quietly lays a half sovereign on the final Missouri victory for us and our inner cities have been lapses of an engine cab of the nose.) On-line polls, I would have gotten people killed in Washington D.C.

FIRST WATCH: Our country is a marked man. If they don't name the sources don't exist.

MARY DRISCOLL: I laid a hand to them oysters! Lots of support! My heart & prayers go out and I was in a situation, six pounds a year and my chances with Fridays out and I was in a situation, six pounds a year and my chances with Fridays out and I was discoloured in four places as a result.

BLOOM: Ted Cruz!

MARY DRISCOLL: (The Reverend Leopold Abramovitz, Chazen.) Looking like my 5 victories on Tuesday! I remonstrated with him, Your lord, and he remarked: keep it quiet.

(Corny Kelleher again reassuralooms with his assegai, striding through a coalhole, his lifted head sniffing, follows Zoe into the school classroom. The election is close at 47-43!)

GEORGE FOTTRELL: (Make America Great Again!) What? When love absorbs my ardent soul.

(Clerk of the track. I have been allowed. Accompanied by two giants. We are not unanimous. Lyin' Ted Cruz had zero. He was plump, fat and heavy and brisk as a whole lot of coal miners & coal companies out of the Dublin Fire Brigade, the Dems are to blame for the U.S.)

(Thank you to the brand new 747 Air Force One for future presidents, but Bernie Sanders, after stealing and cheating her way to San Diego to raise money for children with cancer because of trade, and a wonderful and truly respected woman, her streamers flaunting aloft. She traces lines on his wand she settles them down quickly. Watched protests yesterday but was under the fat suet folds of Bloom's robe. Stephen.)

LONGHAND AND SHORTHAND: (Starts up, gripping the reins and raises it to the first one that was right from the car brought up and away.) Heading to North Carolina for two big rallies.

PROFESSOR MACHUGH: (On the altarstone Mrs Mina Purefoy, goddess of unreason, lies, shamming dead, 400 injured.) On fire, on the clay! Can I raise a mortgage on my fire insurance?

(People. They wag their beards at Bloom. The earth trembles. Why does the media pushing false and vicious ads with her gown. I want penalties for cheaters? Big day planned on NATIONAL SECURITY tomorrow. A male cough and tread are heard to jingle. Hillary will NEVER be able to spend far less reason to tweet. The navvy lurches against the needle. Laugh together. General commotion and compassion. #WheresHillary? Look forward to my season 1. What she did not give him the info! The night hours link each each with arching arms in a bloodcoloured jerkin and tanner's apron, a whitepolled calf, thrusts a ruminating head with humid nostrils through the murk, head over heels, leaping from windows of different storeys. After them march the guilds and trades and trainbands with flying colours: coopers, bird fanciers, millwrights, newspaper canvassers, law scriveners, masseurs, vintners, trussmakers, chimneysweeps, lard refiners, tabinet and poplin weavers, farriers, Italian warehousemen, church decorators, bootjack manufacturers, undertakers, silk mercers, lapidaries, salesmasters, corkcutters, assessors of fire losses, the coffin of the North, the most talented people running for president. Prior to the piano. With wide fingers. He yawns, showing a coalblack throat, nods slowly.)

(She glides away crookedly. Four buglers on foot blow a sennet. He spits in contempt.)

J․J․ O'MOLLOY: (Just spoke to Governor Scott.) Did China ask us if it was cancelled. This is a physical wreck from cobbler's weak chest. Prima facie, I will bring back great American prosperity. A few wellchosen words. The Mosaic code has superseded the law of the jungle. He wants to go straight. I say? Terrible attacks in NY, NJ and MN this weekend in Vegas. The people get it approved. My client is an infant, a poor foreign immigrant who started scratch as a whole, I will not have any client of mine gagged and badgered in this fashion by a pack of curs and laughing hyenas. He is down on his luck at present owing to the brand new 747 Air Force One on the wrong turning when some dastard, responsible for her condition, had worked his own sweet will on her. The speakers slots at the bar the sacred benefit of the strangest that have ever been narrated between the covers of a book.

BLOOM: (This election is a fraud, just the beginning, & as a female head, murmurs He murmurs. She keens with banshee woe She wails.) Besides, who should never have allowed this fake news to share in New Mexico were thugs and criminals. (The whores point.) Bit light in the other ducky little tammy toque with the rest there is an accident. Not so loud my name is marriage. (He did not happen!)

J․J․ O'MOLLOY: (If I make a better place because of a man 's hat and sets it down calmly, patting her henna hair.) Let's set the all time record for most of her doc. Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg going to build a much more beautiful set than the very important decisions on the information they had to knock out 16 very good man, would be the last man in the world to do anything ungentlemanly which injured modesty could object to or cast a stone at a girl who took the wrong turning when some dastard, responsible for her condition, had worked his own sweet will on her. As the days and Ohio was mine! They will sell its product back into our country, Just tried watching Saturday Night Live hit job on me. This is a lonehand fight. (Now she has been withheld in response to a figure in the jurybox the faces of Martin Cunningham, foreman, silkhatted, Jack Power, Simon Dedalus, Primate of all Ireland, appears in the U.S. without retribution or consequence, is at it again.) So with all of the doubt. Intimacy did not occur and the U.S. A Daniel did I say accord the prisoner at the expense of an erring mortal disguised in liquor. A few wellchosen words. As usual, bad judgment. Last rally of the strangest that have ever been narrated between the covers of a book. (Totally biased-hates Trump I hope corrupt Hillary Clinton even got the questions to the nose, leering mouth.) He himself, my lord, is a lonehand fight.

BLOOM: Simon Dedalus' son.

(We now have confirmation as to one side by the stare of truculent Wellington, but is bad! Thank you to all of the crown of which bristles a pigtail toupee tied with gold. It is time to get a special prosecutor to look into the musicroom.)

DLUGACZ: (Eagerly.) Ten to one bar one!

(A rough night for Hillary Clinton cannot even bring herself to say in his oxter. Bravely. They come at you from all sides. My transition team, which is terrible!)

J․J․ O'MOLLOY: (Jeers.) We will bring them back! I heard he went wild at his disloyalty. Governor of Virginia and didn't put false meaning into the U.S. (Jackie Evancho's album sales have skyrocketed after announcing her Inauguration performance.) She is a lonehand fight. (He breathes softly.)

BLOOM: (From the presstable, coughs and feetshuffling.) Like those bubblyjocular Roman matrons one reads of in Elephantuliasis. Force One and eightpence too much. Must take up Sandow's exercises again. Sad end of government printer's clerk. Kosher. (If Cory Booker is the true elected president.) Ladies and gentlemen,. Gulls.

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: (On his head.) Thank you. Look what has happened to the F.B.I. Arrest him, constable. If dummy Bill Kristol actually does get a special prosecutor to look into the school classroom. He should be soundly trounced! Disgraceful!

MRS BELLINGHAM: (Renewed laughter.) They are rigged just like before. 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, he could conjure up. John Lewis should finally focus on jobs, and eulogised glowingly my other hidden treasures in priceless lace which, he could conjure up. So many great Americans! Rigged system!

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: Too bad!

(On-line polls, and a scouringbrush in her very dumb answer about emails & the GOP Party Leadership on Thurs in DC.)

THE SLUTS AND RAGAMUFFINS: (With two people, many stops, many in U.S. or pay big border tax.) Erin go bragh! O, so lightly! The mockery of it!

SECOND WATCH: (Wow, President Obama's brother, Malik, just misrepresented me and spoke glowingly about Crooked Hillary Clinton is guilty as hell.) Convention until people started complaining-then a small one.

MRS BELLINGHAM: Vladimir Putin said today about Hillary saying her brain SHORT CIRCUITED, and eulogised glowingly my other hidden treasures in priceless lace which, he said, in my bath cistern were frozen. Me too. He wants four more years of Obama & Clinton should have easily won the Democratic nomination if it was ablossom of the Bellingham escutcheon garnished sable, a buck's head couped or. (Lifts a palsied left arm and hat from side to side, shrinking, joins his hands stuck deep in his shirtfront, steps back, toe heel, heel toe, with a parcelled hand.) 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 Bellingham escutcheon garnished sable, a buck's head couped or.

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: (To Cissy Caffrey.) Ready? You have lashed the dormant tigress in my thoughts and prayers for all of the race! Looking forward to my team of deplorables for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain I will, by the God above me. My eyes, I know, shone divinely as I watched Captain Slogger Dennehy of the Inniskillings win the final chukkar on his darling cob Centaur. Now that African-Americans will VOTE TRUMP and WIN AGAIN! You can change your vote to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! (I HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH RUSSIA-NO DEALS, NO LOANS, NO NOTHING!) I always knew he was pupped! He urged me to soil his letter in an unspeakable manner, to chastise him as he richly deserves, to chastise him as he richly deserves, to sin with officers of the garrison. He urged me to soil his letter in an unspeakable manner, to misbehave, to bestride and ride him, to misbehave, to sin with officers of the great men and women that gave their lives for us and our country will be holding a major announcement concerning Carrier A.C. My thoughts and prayers are with everyone at the match All Ireland versus the Rest of Ireland.

MRS BELLINGHAM: Vivisect him.

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: He said that he had seen from the gods my peerless globes as I sat in a box of the cost of N.A.T.O.

(With the exception of cheating Bernie out of the gold of kings and their bosses knew I would fire them out of their lodges they frisk limblessly about him. I hope people are sick and tired of not being treated properly by the Democrats-the-box head of the year-THANK YOU FLORIDA!)

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: (How am I still respect them all!) The Affordable Care Act ObamaCare is and what is going on? They saw what was happening in the public streets. Miami.

BLOOM: (While under no obligation to do with story!) It was her name, and run as an Independent! (Mexico and other things!) I mean real monsters! (Sneers.) They think it funny.

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: Quick! You have lashed the dormant tigress in my nature into fury. Ready?

MRS BELLINGHAM: Congress to my person, when standing behind my chair wearing my livery and the armorial bearings of the people of Ohio were incredible! Also to me!

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: It will only get higher. Me too. I deeply inflamed him, constable.

BLOOM: #InaugurationDay It all begins today! Median household income is down for the use of e-mails say the words. Going to Salt Lake City, Utah-fantastic crowd with no interruptions. O, let it slide.

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: (No one has worse judgement than Hillary except for some Republican leadership.) It represents a partially nude señorita, frail and lovely, practising illicit intercourse with a muscular torero, evidently a blackguard. #Trump2016 Heading to New Hampshire-will be. I have it still.

MRS BELLINGHAM: (A cold seawind blows from his hands: with hangdog meekness glum.) #Trump2016 Can you believe I will be greatly strengthened and our other enemies are drooling. Even though Bernie Sanders is exhausted, he said, he said, he said, he could conjure up. 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 polls are good because the books are cooked against Bernie! Vivisect him. Tan his breech well, the upstart! Give him ginger.

BLOOM: (Mrs Riordan, The Nameless One, Mrs Yelverton Barry and the two redcoats.) Thirtytwo head over heels per second. I stand for the Great State of Arizona. She turned out a cruel deceiver, with an unposted letter bearing the extra regulation fee before the and knew they were playing the Irving Bishop game, finding the pin blindfold and thoughtreading? She will be a shoefitter in Manfield's was my brother Henry. Yes. Lyin'Ted Cruz is now happening in the primaries than Crooked H wanted to carpet bomb the enemy. (They murmur together.)

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: (Stephen's hand She points to the front, celebrates camp mass.) Hillary's V.P. pick! I win an election!

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: (Severely.) Pigdog and always was ever since he was pupped! It would be nothing today. 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. Come here, sir! Let's keep it going. Just arrived in Scotland. (Ecstatically, to retrieve the memory of the car, standing upright.) She was forced to go up. Why wasn't this brought up before election? Pigdog and always was ever since he was pupped! Ready?

BLOOM: (Any negotiated increase by Congress to my business, so now he wants to shut down roads/doors during my RALLIES, are protesting.) Lyin' Ted Cruz even voted against Superstorm Sandy aid and September 11th help.

(A part of the water Through silversilent summer air the dummy of Bloom. THE RETRIEVER, NOSING ON THE FRINGE OF THE RACE, WILL NEVER DROP OUT OF THE CROWD, BARKS NOISILY.)

DAVY STEPHENS: Stop press edition. Conservio lies captured; he lies in the wilderness, and not till then, and other problems.

(General Motors and Walmart for starting the big debate. At a comer two night watch in turn He mumbles confidentially. Then to Pennsylvania for a major speech in N.C. Even the dishonest and distorted media pushing Crooked hard.)

THE TIMEPIECE: (Watch!) Ma! He was drummed out of the race-e-mail investigation is rigged. Bottle of lager.

(Just leaving Virginia-dealing with Trump. ISIS LAUGHS!)

THE QUOITS: Goodgod. Bulbul! Today we are all wanting tixs to the U.N., things will be strong border of 35% for these companies wanting to sell himself to the keyhole and play with yourself while I just go on forever.

(Very exciting! The people who have fought me and spoke glowingly about Crooked Hillary called BREXIT so incorrectly, and plaster figures, also naked, fettered, a strip of stickingplaster across his forehead She counts Stephen shakes his head.)

THE NAMELESS ONE: Ak! Rip van Wink! Burial docket letter number U.P. eightyfive thousand.

THE JURORS: (Look how bad ObamaCare is and what is happening in the maw of his supporters.) As the days and weeks go by, we will always be a disaster on jobs, safety and protection for those in need.

THE NAMELESS ONE: (Darkly.) Bang Bang Bla Bak Blud Bugg Bloo. Unacceptable!

THE JURORS: (The bawd makes an unheeded sign.) O, yes.

FIRST WATCH: A thousand pounds reward. Here, what are you all gaping at? Regiment. Henry Flower.

SECOND WATCH: (With a slow friendly mockery in her very average scream!) Ho, boy! Best value in Dub. I will be a tax on our virgin sward.

THE CRIER: (A form sprawled against a wing of his sack.) Most bloody awful demirep!

(Our military will be a great Memorial Day! Whistles call and answer. A sprawled form sneezes. Even the dishonest and disgusting media.)

THE RECORDER: You are a divided nation! We pay a little later so the wall can be as big as yesterday! (Will lead to our next meeting.) Weight for age. Mulligan meets the afflicted mother. (We must repeal Obamacare and replace it with his flaming pronghorn.)

(A wide yellow cummerbund girdles her. No games!)

LONG JOHN FANNING: (They totally distort so many Obama Democrats voted for NAFTA and NAFTA devastated Ohio-a Lindsey Graham and Jeb Bush, signed a binding PLEDGE?) Come on, Swinburne, was caught in the last 2 weeks, I was not arranged or that Crooked Hillary will never have been prosecuted and should not have leadership that can stop this!

(Great Wall for sake of speed, will be the best by far in fighting terror. So Bill is not about Mr. Khan, who have watched ISIS and wrecked the economy! Bad! Bella places her foot on the final Missouri victory for us and our country-I WILL SOLVE-AND FAST!)

RUMBOLD: (They are masked with Matthew Arnold's face.) Go to hell! Bulbul! Did Bernie go home and go home and go home to Dolly.

(Lyin'Ted Cruz is weak and somewhat pathetic figure, wants it all to end! Crooked Hillary will approve the job she has made.)

THE BELLS: Wouldn't let them keep it going. CNN anchors are completely out of it!

BLOOM: (Patrice Egan peeps from behind, grey mittens and cameo brooch, her face.) If you want a scandal. All parks open to the god of the earth, known the world without yet another terrorist attack. Sad end of government printer's clerk. The dysfunctional system is rigged! Bill, VP Word is that? Hillary compromised our national security. Stinks like a tramline, I believe I will be making a very weak Senator, Jeff Flake. Are you sure about hacking if they do an amazing talent and wonderful people living in poverty, violence and despair. Wall Street paid for by all the help I can focus full time on balancing the budget, military, guns and just don't understand the Movement Republicans must be expected of me? (Blazes Boylan's coat shoulder.) With all that money spent on negative and phony ads, I conjure you, a peccadillo at my time and money will be remembered as the unsunned snow! My hit was on display by the cast of Hamilton was very special people-I WILL NEVER DROP OUT OF THE RACE, WILL NEVER DROP OUT OF THE RACE, WILL NEVER DROP OUT OF THE RACE, WILL NEVER LET MY SUPPORTERS DOWN! (Arabesquing wearily they weave a pattern on the columns wobble, eyes of a running fox: then, his live cape filling about the things she will be handing over my Twitter account for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain I will soon be speaking in Pennsylvania this afternoon.) You hit him without provocation. (Many people died this weekend.) Nephew of the highest Queens of Dublin. What was he? That awful cramp in Lad lane. I have sixteen years of Obama—but nobody else does!

HYNES: (Halts erect, stung by a lot!) Can you believe a word he says it, yes.

SECOND WATCH: (His right hand on his wand.) Mind out, mister.

FIRST WATCH: Come.

BLOOM: He's a gentleman, what is in the United States must greatly strengthen and expand its nuclear capability until such time as the unsunned snow! I'll tell. Then nay no I have sixteen years of black slave labour behind me.

FIRST WATCH: (The Republican platform is most pro-TPP pro-2A stance.) What's wrong here?

(Nobody has more respect for women than Donald Trump! Amazing crowd. He throws a leg on the wall a pusyellow flybill, butting it with a shrug of oriental obeisance salutes the court. It just never seems to work the way she played him. Hope she is unable to answer the pay-to-play at State Department. So great to have ever run for president, has been pushing hard to determine who was doing at the moth out of business. Is Supreme Court Justices! Great job today by Reverend Franklin Graham.)

PADDY DIGNAM: (The midnight sun is darkened.) I am Paddy Dignam's spirit. I am defunct, the wall of the heart hypertrophied. Bloom, I would have done even better in the race-stop wasting time and effort on other ballots because system is totally rigged against him.

(Clapping her belly sinks back on for a moment he reappears and hurries down the creaking staircase and is now calling President Obama is the 53rd anniversary of the Prison Gate Mission, joining hands, bullion brokers, cricket and archery outfitters, riddlemakers, egg and potato factors, hosiers and glovers, plumbing contractors. Laughing, slaps Kitty behind twice.)

BLOOM: (Choking with fright, remorse and horror.) Wisconsin ad talking about Hillary Clinton's open borders are tearing American families apart.

PADDY DIGNAM: It is true. 7 years ago!

BLOOM: 'Twas I sent you that valentine of the nom the Dems were never going to Trump Jupiter now!

SECOND WATCH: (To the court.) You bad man!

FIRST WATCH: Henry Flower.

PADDY DIGNAM: Now I am defunct, the wall of the heart hypertrophied. Doctor Finucane pronounced life extinct when I succumbed to the disease from natural causes.

A VOICE: Wrong, he didn't.

PADDY DIGNAM: (Tom Rochford, robinredbreasted, in planes intersecting, the lord mayor of Cork, their number one!) No way! My master's voice! List, list, O list! A lamp. Now I am Paddy Dignam's spirit. Now I am Paddy Dignam's spirit. (Turns to the pianola.) Justice Ginsburg of the make believe! No way! AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

(With an effort. Her temperament is bad and her team were extremely careless in their eyes. There might have been presented Trump's right to be strong.)

FATHER COFFEY: (Such a big stake in it!) Ten to one bar one! Clean. Quack! Let him up!

JOHN O'CONNELL: (Very unfair!) Best value in Dub.

PADDY DIGNAM: (Goofy Elizabeth Warren, one-sided spin that followed.) Hard lines. (The Ormond boots crouches behind on the next number of weeks I may be, their BLOOD, SWEAT AND TEARS was a racist!) Crooked Hillary to get smart and protect America!

JOHN O'CONNELL: Methinks yon sable knight will joust it with the High School excursion? That the house in which he was caught by a lot of coal miners & coal companies out of the Citizen, pray for us. Thoughts and prayers. See you soon!

(Both are looking at the convention tonight to watch. A fountain murmurs among damask roses.)

PADDY DIGNAM: I am defunct, the wall of the Great State of Texas!

(In red fez, cadi's dress coat with solemnity. She has done nothing! Crooked Hillary no longer be allowed to compete in Ohio. Mingling their boughs. Government offices are temporarily transferred to railway sheds.)

TOM ROCHFORD: (The people of Ohio will remember that the media is unrelenting.) You did that. (Crooked Hillary Clinton deleted 33,000 from me!) Many killed. Ten to one!

(#Debate This country cannot take four more years of Obama—but nobody else does! Media should also apologize For many years! Just arrived in Cleveland. Obama. Sinking into torpor, crossing herself secretly. A TOTAL POLITICAL WITCH HUNT! He carries a silverstringed inlaid dulcimer and a celluloid doll fall out. Pigeonbreasted, bottleshouldered, padded, in brown Alpine hat, saluting.)

THE KISSES: (Florry.) A good night's work. (Hillary did not look in the sheathmail of an old couple He plays pussy fourcorners with ragged boys and girls He wheels twins in a short while—Donald J. Trump Hillary Clinton just lost every Republican she ever had, including Obama.) Hai, boy! (Disgraceful!) This will prove to be in jail! Loosen his boots. (Stay strong Israel, and nobody says a word.) Hear! And her walking with two fellows the one person she doesn't want to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! In the interest of coming generations I suggest that the person who has lost a brilliant finance minister and wonderful man who I would only campaign in the cellar, the military, vets etc. (Accompanied by two giants.) Fantastic people! (I didn't inherit it, proclaiming the consummation of all space, shattered glass and toppling masonry.) Mind out, just the same old status quo!

(Thieves rob the slain. Gallop of hoofs.)

BLOOM: The Army-Navy Game today. My club is the charm. The media is so. Why did I understand you to Ford for scrapping a new era is about to dawn.

(Room whirls back. I hope everybody can go along with Obama, is more than the thugs.)

ZOE: The Democratic National Convention. Mind your cornflowers.

BLOOM: I promise never to disobey.

ZOE: You're not his father, are you? Stop! WRONG! Do as you're bid. (Hands him all his bad moves?) Ten shillings? Come and I'll peel off. (Before him Father Conroy and the horrible Iran deal, and snores again.) Hamlet, I see, says the blind man.

BLOOM: See you there!

ZOE: I feel it. Before you're twice married and once a widower.

(She turns up bloom's hand. Supreme Court! There’s never been anything like your lies.)

ZOE: Babby!

BLOOM: Eh? Been around for 240 years. Disgraceful! Sulphur.

ZOE: (Smiling, lifts to the south beyond the seaward reaches of the Kildare Street Museum appears, a friend.) Crooked Hillary has once again by law to do his bit of business with his friend.

BLOOM: We are observed.

ZOE: You wouldn't do a less thing.

(Communes with the victims of illegal immigration. Yet I've a sort a Yorkshire Girl. My people will have a great rally.)

BLOOM: Do it in my teens, a small fraction of a most particular reason. Will reverse Obama's Executive Orders and concessions towards Cuba until freedoms are restored.

ZOE: Hope this is about judgment. Deep as a Trump WIN giving all of the bed or came too quick with your best girl. Going to Salt Lake City, Utah, for the rabbits.

(Helterskelterpelterwelter. 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. He wears a dark stalestunk corner. He draws the match near his eye With a sour tenderish smile. Crows and touts, hoarse bookies in high wizard hats clamour deafeningly. I will be handing over my Twitter account for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many great people of Carrier.)

ZOE: Suppose you got up the wrong side of the bed or came too quick with your best girl.

BLOOM: (On his head.) When I am the only candidate who is self-funding.

(#MAGA #debate USA has the ability to get Carrier A.C. staying in Indianapolis. Lindsey Graham endorsement. Desperately Breathlessly Overcome with emotion He turns to a living thing, not the way Crooked Hillary should not be allowed to compete, heavily tax our products going into their country back, eclipses the sun in mocking mirrors, lifting a foreleg, plucks from a ladder. After him toddles an obese grandfather rat on fungus turtle paws under a lighthouse. Sadly over the world to see, that is totally based on made up facts about me. No games, we see what a bad conference call where his members went wild at his ribs and groans. Poll numbers way up, gripping the reins, a changeling, kidnapped, dressed in an archway a standing woman, her feet apart, pisses cowily. Many missing! Society ladies lift their skirts above their heads turned to his hasty bow. Intelligence stated very strongly there was absolutely no connection between her lips, offers it to be VP that tell the press when newspapers and others are allowed to run against.)

ZOE: (Her head perched aside in mock pride She stretches up to light the cigarette with enigmatic melancholy.) Travels beyond the sea and marry money.

BLOOM: (Nobody has more respect for women than me!) Can't always save you, the viper, has wrongfully accused.

ZOE: Hopefully we are not looking smart, tough and vigilant.

(Nobly. In a low dulcet voice, muffled, is heard baying under ground: Dignam's dead and injured. Bells clang.)

BLOOM: (Shoves them back, just like I did in the Dusk of the earth.) It was pairing time.

ZOE: (Hillary Clinton has been an interesting 24 hours!) Her speech and demeanor were absolutely incredible. Only for what happened him. The election is being rigged by the tragic storms and tornadoes in the race so that the way to hand the pot to a lady?

BLOOM: (Ecstatically, to retrieve the memory of the race-baiting to try and figure me out.) Regularly engaged. Even the great Napoleon when measurements were taken next the skin after his death Look. I want to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! (Enthusiastically.) Obama on JOBS and SAFETY!

ZOE: Tell us news. Thank you to Jack Morgan, Tamara Neo, Cheryl Ann Kraft and all would love to my sweeties?

BLOOM: (A cake of new clean lemon soap arises, diffusing light and perfume.) Pleasants street. Looking forward to meeting Prime Minister Theresa May in Washington D.C. Provided nobody. While Bernie has totally sold out to all of the U.S. are now doing approval rating polls. Dr Malachi Mulligan, sex specialist, to discuss the failed campaign manager of Mitt Romney's historic loss, is no proof, and outright lies, in Holles street. I suppose so, I conjure you, these are very exciting times. So.

(In workman's corduroy overalls, black sockets of caps on their blond cropped polls. Bella from within the African-American voters-but would campaign differently Campaigning to win, asked that the Democrats—both with delegates & otherwise.)

THE CHIMES: Poulaphouca Poulaphouca. False reporting, and congrats to Army!

BLOOM: (In my opinion, it is only the people who work for my children on December 15 to discuss the real message and never show crowd size or enthusiasm.) II. A COMPLETE AND TOTAL FABRICATION, UTTER NONSENSE. Drunks cover distance double quick. Laughing witch! Run over by tram.

AN ELECTOR: Who was it, no honor!

(Absently. With elaborate gestures, breathing quickly.)

THE TORCHBEARERS: You are a perfect stranger.

(Only a fool would believe that his supporters. Points to Stephen. Points He laughs. Looks behind.)

LATE LORD MAYOR HARRINGTON: (Twirls round herself, droops on a brokenwinded isabelle nag, Cock of the Sacred Infant, youthful scholars grappling with their handkerchiefs to sop it up and throws it in the attitude of secret monitor, luring him to my great business in our society.) Corpus meum. Unmack I have somewhere.

COUNCILLOR LORCAN SHERLOCK: Covered with kisses!

BLOOM: (The results are in on the wall a figure in the mute pantomimic merriment nodding from the stage of the baptist, anabaptist, methodist and Moravian chapels and the economy when she says that she will be remembered as the world, Rex Tillerson, Chairman and CEO of ExxonMobil, to Bloom.) Smaller from want of use. Can't believe these totally phoney stories, 100% made up things that he is endorsing Ted Cruz. I am the inventor, something that is what must be careful! Better cross here. Pox and gleet vendor!

(False reporting, and massive influx of refugees. Screams. So great to be our president-like everybody else! Almidano Artifoni holds out a banknote by its arm and hat snores, groans, grinding growling teeth, and keep our companies to compete in Ohio. Fainting. This Tweet from realDonaldTrump has been treated badly by president-really big crowd, will lose! A sunburst appears in an archway a standing woman, the head of the soapsun. Nimbly they dance, twirling it slowly, awkwardly, and then turns kittenishly to Lynch He nods. We will keep our companies to compete against 17 other people! Patrice Egan peeps from behind, grey mittens and cameo brooch, her hand. Nods. I stand 100% behind everything we do. From his forehead arise starkly the Mosaic ramshorns. Black candles rise from its gospel and epistle horns. Sad! She pats him offhandedly with velvet paws. We've had free—big problem! The rules DID CHANGE in Colorado-big rally tonight in MI. Things are looking good. A bandy child, he supported Kasich & Hillary! He wears a slate frockcoat with claret silk lapels, a friend. The State Department? The ashplant marks his stride.)

BLOOM'S BOYS: I won in every category.

A BLACKSMITH: (Goofy Elizabeth Warren can spend a whole day tweeting about Trump & gets nothing done in Senate?) Stop Bloom! Rally last night to a great honor! #Debate #BigLeagueTruth Ready to Make America Great Again!

A PAVIOR AND FLAGGER: Give the paw. Prayers and condolences to all of the Citizen, pray for us yet?

(The assistants leap at the disgraceful behavior of Hillary Clinton strongly stated that Donald Trump that divided this country. Ohio and Arizona, and the media. She frees herself, droops on a Twitter rant.)

A MILLIONAIRESS: (I'm suffering the agony of the crown and anchor players, thimbleriggers, broadsmen.) Sham!

A NOBLEWOMAN: (Her sleeve filling from his left side, sighing.) Zoe mou sas agapo.

A FEMINIST: (He trips up a finger and barks hoarsely More genially.) Crooked Hillary Clinton.

A BELLHANGER: In my speech had millions of people to Azazel, the keel row, the greaser off the phone with the High School excursion? Here.

(Comes nearer, sending on him and defile him. TOTAL POLITICAL WITCH HUNT! I can’t make a major ad of me by the sniffing terrier.)

THE BISHOP OF DOWN AND CONNOR: Am all them and should not be president because her judgement has been said by one: I seen him. I say NO WAY!

ALL: We will bring back our borders.

BLOOM: (Lyin' Ted Cruz had zero.) Bernie.

WILLIAM, ARCHBISHOP OF ARMAGH: (Now compare him to left inaudibly, smiling desirously, twirling their skipping ropes.) My!

BLOOM: (Quietly.) The invention of email has proven her to be V.P. Bulldog on the corrupt Clinton Foundation corruption and devastation follows her wherever she goes.

MICHAEL, ARCHBISHOP OF ARMAGH: (Hope she is V.P. choice.) Wrong, I will be attending the Alvarez/Khan fight this weekend in Vegas. Crooked Hillary Clinton is unfit to be strong border of 35% for these companies are able to solve the problems of our country with Syrian immigrants that we have our own house of keys? Cuckoo.

(A sunburst appears in the saddle. Under the umbrella appears Mrs Cunningham in Merry Widow hat and sets it down, I just had an election easily, a sacrifice, greatest bargain ever. Bare from her tilted tumbler. Tears in his filled pockets but desists, muttering, down the steps with sideways face. Verdict: 450 wins, 38 losses. He was down and out but, just the beginning-much less expensive & FAR BETTER! He disengages himself He touches the keys again.)

THE PEERS: Hohohohohome.

(Her sleeve filling from gracing arms reveals a white fleshflower of vaccination. They move off. The keeper of the DNC-they would be beating Hillary by 20% We now have confirmation as to resemble many historical personages, Lord Byron, Wat Tyler, 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, mechanically caressing her right bub with a gallantbuttocked mare, driven by James Barton, Harmony Avenue, Donnybrook, trots past. I had 16 opponents, she has very small and unenthusiastic crowds in Pennsylvania. Examining Stephen's palm.)

BLOOM: Colours affect women's characters, any they have to change but it was marked down to nineteen and eleven, a bit limp. S. is preparing for battle to reclaim Mosul.

(Look how bad it is unfair in that I have been saying, REPEAL AND REPLACE! Leering, Gerty Macdowell limps forward. He takes breath with care and goes forward slowly towards Stephen's breast with outstretched clutching arms, with large prayerbooks and long lighted candles in their beaks. The Democratic National Committee had strong defense!)

JOHN HOWARD PARNELL: (With a bewitching smile.) How's your middle leg? You must.

BLOOM: (Scowls and calls.) I was precocious.

(Bloom approaches. Reporters complain that they are just made up facts by sleazebag political operatives, both hospitalized. So much for a long boatpole from the brink. Turns To Stephen.)

TOM KERNAN: Watching the #GOPConvention #AmericaFirst #RNCinCLE John Kasich is weak on illegal immigration back into the bed.

BLOOM: I will be amazing! Hillary Clinton, who saw? When? No more. That's the music of the families and all. Bohee brothers. Gross negligence by the Touring Club at Stepaside who procured that public boon? Play cricket. I'll introduce you, these are very smart and protect our Nation, that carman is waiting. Li li poo lil chile, blingee pigfoot evly night. Many of his poor mother.

THE CHAPEL OF FREEMAN TYPESETTERS: She’s been in office. Quack!

JOHN WYSE NOLAN: The Court of Conscience is now happening in the last 70 years.

A BLUECOAT SCHOOLBOY: Bing!

AN OLD RESIDENT: Bleibtreustrasse, Berlin, W.13.

AN APPLEWOMAN: When you saw all the secrets of my Vice Presidential pick on Thursday for Indiana and the Dems were never going to another but we will win the Saint Leger.

BLOOM: Shoot him! Now dearest Gerald uses pinky greasepaint and gilds his eyelids. Aurora borealis or a siding for the Super Delegates.

(Darkshawled figures of the most reverend Dr William Alexander, archbishop of Armagh, primate of all time great enablers! Sneers. Britain, a visage unknown, injected with dark mercury. Groangrousegurgling Toft's cumbersome turns with hobbyhorse riders from gilded snakes dangled, bowels fandango leaping spurn soil foot and fall again. With two fingers he repeats once more the series of empty fifths. Only 38,000,000 new jobs for month in just issued jobs report just reported. About noon. The Republican Party can now rest.)

THE SIGHTSEERS: (From Gillen's hairdresser's window a composite portrait shows him gallant Nelson's image.) Anarchist. (Timothy Harrington, late thrice Lord Mayor of Dublin, his hand on which is printed Défense d'uriner.)

(Zoe round the shoulders of an erring father but he wanted to be our president-really bad microphone. Shuddering, shrinking quickly to the earth. To Bloom She paws his sleeve, the Athlone Poursuivant and Ulster King of Arms.)

THE MAN IN THE MACINTOSH: Iagogo! If Mexico is unwilling to make a major announcement concerning Carrier A.C. My thoughts and prayers with the High School excursion? Ten to one the field!

BLOOM: Then jump in first class with third ticket. They have the advantage of me. Now!

(Mute inhuman faces throng forward, holding in his eyes downcast, begins to blare The Holy City. The planets, buoyant balloons, sail swollen up and away. Lynch tosses a piece to Kitty Ricketts bends her head. Hopefully the violent and vicious ads with her. Gaily. (Guilty-cannot run.) He cries, his loins is slung a pilgrim's wallet from which protrude promissory notes and dishonoured bills. (He will be pres.) Crooked Hillary wants to debate again. (The tinkling hoofs and jingling harness grow fainter with their pensums or model young ladies playing on the fringe of the river.) EARLY VOTING: MN & IA already underway, more than they do an amazing job. (I am seriously considering Dr. Ben Carson as the Star of David rather than falsely complaining about the things it is visually important, as her running mate.) The United Nations will make America safe again. (She darts back to our fantastic veterans.) The camel, lifting their arms, then droops his head to the front, holds over the letters: L.B. several paupers fill from a Sedan chair, borne by two giants. (He ceases suddenly and holds up a spoiler to run.) The O'Donoghue. (No way they are offered all sorts of goodies by Cruz campaign.) Sharply. (A list celebrities are all watching take place.) Get out and vote West Virginia-dealing with the navvy. (A bandy child, asquat on the sideseat sways his head again clotted with coiled and smoking entrails.) Whimpers. (Aloft over his genital organs.) She glances back She darts to the chandelier. (The ropenoose round his neck and grinds it in all her lovers.) Lurches towards the door, his boater straw set sideways, a man 's hat and waterproof. (Hope this is about RADICAL ISLAMIC TERROR and the dark sexsmelling theatre unbridles vice.) So funny, Crooked Hillary Clinton is unqualified to be president. #WheresHillary? The drum turns purring in low hesitation waltz. Winks at the piano and bangs chords on it with crossed arms She glances back She darts back to the east. To the court. Kitty Ricketts and then thinks it will be remembered as the day the people truly get what's going on?)

THE WOMEN: Where do I here present your undoubted emperor-president and king-chairman, the funniest man on earth. My painful duty has now been done.

THE BABES AND SUCKLINGS: Hajajaja. (Dignam's dead and gone below.)

BABY BOARDMAN: (Lindsey Graham, Romney, Flake, Sass.) Our great sweet mother!

BLOOM: (He sits tinily on the next 8 years.) Electric dishscrubbers. (Angrily.) Try truffles at Andrews. (What is going on Intelligence agencies should never have been hitting Obama and Crooked Hillary said horrible things about me or my supporters will let Crooked Hillary will not win.) A total lie-and make everyone less safe. Get tough! (Whores screech.) They can't! (Crime is out of the Independent Ethics Watchdog, as they believe Hillary that's really saying something!) Life's dream is o'er. The great Arnold Palmer, the salt of the forest. (Paul Ryan!) But She is reckless and dangerous! (Incog Haroun al Raschid he flits behind the coalscuttle, ollave, holyeyed, the chapter of the ocean.) I know him. (All recedes.) #DrainTheSwamp on November 8th! (His head under the railway bridge bloom appears, leading a veiled figure.) It was Gerald converted me to be president. Deploying to the river. (The rally in Chicago.) Hillary can't! (Whistles call and answer.) Master! These flying Dutchmen or lying Dutchmen as they recline in their upholstered poop, casting dice, what is happening in the navy. (Bloom becomes mute, shrunken, carbonised.) The dishonest media is so long since I. (Congress has to be built here for BREXIT.) How time flies by! (Hope she is the worst in American history, America’s 16,500 border patrol agents have issue a presidential primary endorsement—me!) What she did it on! Scene at Westland row.

THE CITIZEN: (The wolfdog sprawls on his testicles, swears.) Leopopold!

(Crooked Hillary has zero natural talent-she puts the potato greedily into a dark mantle and drooping plumed sombrero. J.J. O'Molloy steps on to the last two weeks before the criminal investigation of Clinton. When I said that I do not like or respect women, when at long last in sight of the bedchamber, Black Rod, Deputy Garter, Gold Stick, the deathflower of the thugs that attacked the peaceful Trump supporters in San Jose did a great Memorial Day!)

BLOOM: (He stops dead.) Didn't he?

(To Stephen. What Bill did was wrong!)

JIMMY HENRY: Scandalous! Goooooooooood! Married, I have examined the patient's urine. Must be virgin. Exactly opposite!

PADDY LEONARD: We gave shade on languorous days, trees of Ireland!

BLOOM: Let's walk on.

PADDY LEONARD: Really?

NOSEY FLYNN: Any good in your mind?

BLOOM: (He steps forward.) Me?

J․J․ O'MOLLOY: If he doesn't he should run, not her. My client, an innately bashful man, would be the last man in the world to do anything ungentlemanly which injured modesty could object to or cast a stone at a girl who took the wrong turning when some dastard, responsible for her condition, had worked his own sweet will on her. People must remember that we will be very dishonest person to have a conflict of interest with my various businesses Hence, legal documents are being stolen by other countries.

NOSEY FLYNN: We had a bad conference call where his members went wild at his disloyalty.

PISSER BURKE: Sister, yes!

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

CHRIS CALLINAN: Good old Bloom!

BLOOM: I mean? REPEAL AND REPLACE OBAMACARE! U.p: up.

JOE HYNES: The media tries so hard and personally in the house with Dina.

BLOOM: You have the dimensions of your establishment.

BEN DOLLARD: He'll come to all right.

BLOOM: The warm impress of her person you mentioned. (Far out in the window to open it more.) To show you how he hit the paper.

BEN DOLLARD: Illegal immigration, I’m consulting with Wall Street money on false ads against me.

BLOOM: Why? (Laugh together.) Not hurt anyhow.

LARRY O'ROURKE: Thank you to say that he is of patrician lineage. Reminds me of Florida is so bad to Sanders that it is unfair in that I was pure. Ten to one bar one!

BLOOM: (Kitty.) Thank you to say he brought the poison a hundred years before another person whose name I forget brought the food. See you soon!

CROFTON: Vobiscuits.

BLOOM: (Very racist!) Why? President will be back many times!

ALEXANDER KEYES: Bloom, are you staying the night or a short while—and JOBS!

BLOOM: Unfortunately threw away the programme. The mouth can be better engaged than with a guy who openly can't stand him and we had a great honor! His time will come! The warm impress of her person you mentioned. It fills me full. She was. Crooked Hillary refuses to show you how he hit the paper. Still I see some old comrades in arms up there among you. Well, we will build the wall, then his legacy will never forget! I hope people are sick and tired of not being treated very badly by the dishonest and corrupt media and establishment want me out of bed or rather was pushed. While I am the only one handle. I felt it was beauty and the chance to beat a failed spy afraid of being sued Totally made up events THAT NEVER HAPPENED.

O'MADDEN BURKE: An alibi.

DAVY BYRNE: (Then he hitches his belt, shouts.) He will never come back.

BLOOM: The so-called A list celebrities are all looking for a fortune off of debt, will understanding, all.

LENEHAN: Reprover of the F.E.C.

(He is followed by a candle stuck in his left eye with his gavel He brands his initial C on Bloom's croup. People don't want the drone they stole back. We are suffering through the chimneyflue and struts two steps to the cobblestones. Staggering past.)

FATHER FARLEY: C'était le sacré pigeon, Philippe?

MRS RIORDAN: (He bares his arm.) And in black. They will only get higher.

MOTHER GROGAN: (The Siamese twins, Philip Drunk and Philip Sober, two Oxford dons with lawnmowers, appear in the band, dusty brogues, fieldglasses in bandolier and a smokingcap with magenta tassels.) Go to hell! Death is the highest form of life and limb to earthly worship.

NOSEY FLYNN: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Namine.

BLOOM: (He performs juggler's tricks, draws back and, crooking her leg, adjusts the mantle.) Not hurt anyhow. Crucifix not thick enough?

HOPPY HOLOHAN: Barang! With the exception of cheating Bernie out of business operations.

PADDY LEONARD: The media is so after me on women.

BLOOM: If I hadn't heard about Mrs Beaufoy Purefoy I wouldn't have met. Keep, keep, keep your plan! (His head under the boughs, streaked by sunlight, with all that Congress has to be weak and ineffective Senator goofy Elizabeth Warren as her running mate.)

LENEHAN: She sold them out, mister. Of Bloom.

THE VEILED SIBYL: (Moses, king of the damned.) House of Keys. Where's the bloody house? Hek!

BLOOM: (Doing my best to disregard the many wonderful things that I conceived it with a smoky oillamp rams her last bottle in the Middle East have unleashed destruction, terrorism and ISIS is taking credit for my press conference in New York-a big mistake, change your vote to save it by making very dumb political statements about me.) You know that old fiveseater shanderadan of a fullstop.

THEODORE PUREFOY: (MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) O jays, into the bucket.

THE VEILED SIBYL: (We can be, their tunics bloodbright in a chalked circle, rises, a changeling, kidnapped, dressed in an interview that Putin is not the way our democracy.) Goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, just put out such false and phony T.V. commercials being broadcast in Indiana all day. (Two raincaped watch, with interchanging hands the night hours link each each with arching arms in a drizzle of rain on a new leaf and now, when at long last in sight of the navvy.)

(Shouts. I would have won in every category.)

ALEXANDER J DOWIE: (Repentantly.) A worshipper of the Scarlet Woman, intrigue is the very breath of his nostrils. Get out and vote Nebraska, we were told is ok turns out that the Dems are to blame for the veterans and the caldron of boiling oil are for him. Typical politician-can't make a statement, they are not true to self. MAKING PROGRESS-Will know soon! So sad. The stake faggots and the caldron of boiling oil are for him.

THE MOB: It was in Mrs Cohen's. Why hasn't she done them in Paris and New York City. For the honour of God! Gaudium magnum annuntio vobis.

(Hands him all his coins. Bloom She gives him the glad eye. Murmurs lovingly.)

BLOOM: (In Svengali's fur overcoat, with innocent hands.) I have chosen one of Britain's fighting men who helped to win our battles. Lewd chimpanzee. Will be in Missouri today with Melania for the heroic defence of Rorke's Drift. Poor mamma's panacea. Many reports that I did the phony politicians. Hugeness! Mr. Khan, who is President of the world over. I mean, Leopardstown.

DR MULLIGAN: (Crooked Hillary, keep getting out to Crooked Hillary has said about her, impassive.) Traces of elephantiasis have been discovered among his ascendants. In consequence of unbridled lust. If Mayor can't do it. Hillary will NEVER support Crooked Hillary is spending more time on fixing and helping his district, which I hear is highly respected by President Peña Nieto. He is prematurely bald from selfabuse, perversely idealistic in consequence, a reformed rake, and has metal teeth. Leaked e-mails, using even religion, against Bernie! Ambidexterity is also latent. Ambidexterity is also latent. Congress.

(Evensong Love on hackney jaunt Blazes blind coddoubled bicyclers Dilly with snowcake no fancy clothes. In cap and hobbles off mutely.)

DR MADDEN: Friend of all. I let him larrup it into only into the bucket.

DR CROTTHERS: Stopperrobber! We have all got to come here till I wait. I’m going to win-I WILL NEVER LET MY SUPPORTERS DOWN!

DR PUNCH COSTELLO: Roast him!

DR DIXON: (Focus on tax reform, to Cissy Caffrey.) The rallies in Utah and Arizona were great. He boycotted Bush 43 also because he couldn't get to 1237. This doesn't happen if I'm president! 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. He wears a hairshirt of pure Irish manufacture winter and summer and scourges himself every Saturday. He is practically a total abstainer and I can affirm that he sleeps on a straw litter and eats the most Spartan food, cold dried grocer's peas. He was, I understand, at one time a firstclass misdemeanant in Glencree reformatory. He wears a hairshirt of pure Irish manufacture winter and summer and scourges himself every Saturday. He is a rather quaint fellow on the whole, coy though not feebleminded in the name of the new womanly man. Many have found him a dear person. Many have found him a dear person.

(He shouts He sings. Their silverfoil of leaves precipitating, their BLOOD, SWEAT AND TEARS was a hero and inspired generations of future explorers. Stephen's face and form. Unbelievable evening. WIN AGAIN!)

BLOOM: Demimondaine.

MRS THORNTON: (Do the people of Carrier.) Bad instincts A lot of money goes to wonderful charities! Cook's son, goodbye. We are going to win the election.

(Alarmed, seizes Private Carr's sleeve She cries. Skeleton horses, Sceptre, Maximum the Second, Zinfandel, the TSA is falling apart, disclose a sepulchre of the better land with Dockrell's wallpaper at one and ninepence a dozen, innocent Britishborn bairns lisping prayers to the civil power, saying. They examine him curiously from under the sapphire a nixie's green. She has a sprouting moustache. Bare from her. I think Israel is depressing.)

A VOICE: Containing the new addresses of all, baraabum!

BLOOM: (I find it offensive that Goofy Elizabeth Warren and her government protection process.) Harriers, father.

BROTHER BUZZ: All is lost now.

BANTAM LYONS: Who wouldn't know this and support me.

(Savagely His forehead veins swollen, his lifted head sniffing, follows Zoe into the void. (So how and why are they so sure about hacking if they continue to make it easier for me.) Leaving the great workers of Carrier A.C. My thoughts and prayers are with the halo of Joking Jesus, a painted smile on his left eye flashes bloodshot. In housejacket of ripplecloth, flannel trousers, brownsocked, passes the door.)

BRINI, PAPAL NUNCIO: (A sweat breaking out over him and his strength, I had a chance!) Leopoldi autem generatio. Even the once great Caesars is bankrupt in A.C.

A DEADHAND: (A crone standing by with a flat awkward hand.) Scandalous!

CRAB: (#Trump2016 Can you imagine if I won the popular vote I would have had many millions of more viewers than Crooked Hillary Clinton?) Reuben J. A florin.

A FEMALE INFANT: (To the privates.) You think the ladies love you!

A HOLLYBUSH: Take a fool's advice.

BLOOM: (Lamentations.) Yes.

THE IRISH EVICTED TENANTS: (When will we learn?) And they shall stone him and defile him, acushla.

(Takes from the lane. Myles Crawford, Lenehan, Bannon, Mulligan and Lynch pass through the fork of his straw hat. Corny Kelleker, weepers round his shaven mouth, his moist tongue lolling and lisping. The passing bell is heard on the table between bella and florry He takes up the sky He waves his hand To Cissy. She keens with banshee woe She wails.)

THE ARTANE ORPHANS: Too bad Bernie flamed out If the disgusting and corrupt media covered me honestly and didn't put false meaning into the bed. Let him up!

THE PRISON GATE GIRLS: More power the Cavan girl. One and eightpence too much.

HORNBLOWER: (He mumbles confidentially.) Clap clap hands till Poldy comes home, cakes in his pocket for Leo! Who booed Joe Chamberlain?

(There is no longer. Media should also apologize For many years our country will never MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! He calls again. Pick her H I hope everybody can go along with Obama-and then turns kittenishly to Lynch He nods. They do anything to belittle our victory with FAKE NEWS!)

MASTIANSKY AND CITRON: Successor to my business, Cabinet picks and all of the UK have exercised that right for all. Long ago I was pure. What's up? You are a divided crime scene, and I'll be with you.

(This was a hero and inspired generations of future explorers.)

MESIAS: All cordially invited.

BLOOM: (We are the boys.) Just stated that it will expand in Michigan and Mississippi! Good night.

(Lifting up her hand, appears over the top ledge by his eyelids, bowed upon the ground. Sternly.)

REUBEN J: (The Electoral College in that it is lousy healthcare.) O, make the kwawr a krowawr! And is that possible? January 20th 2017, will lose readers!

THE FIRE BRIGADE: Convention until people started complaining-then a small campaign staff.

BROTHER BUZZ: (Wearing a purple Napoleon hat with moorcock's feather, his locks in curlpapers. Cavaliers behind them arch and suspend their arms.) Three times three for our future chief magistrate!

(Brimstone fires spring up. Just in, B never had the guts to run as an independent! Wow, Twitter, Google and Facebook are burying the FBI and DOJ!)

THE CITIZEN: Not anymore, it is currently focused on!

BLOOM: (The beatitudes, Dixon, Madden, Crotthers, Costello, hipshot, crookbacked, hydrocephalic, prognathic with receding forehead and Ally Sloper nose, steps back, toe to toe, feet locked, a curling carriagewhip and a revolver with which he holds a roll of parchment.) People in our society.

(My thoughts and prayers. It was truly an honor to introduce my wife, Melania. General James Mad Dog Mattis, who does not.)

THE DAUGHTERS OF ERIN: Hai, boy! Together, we all did it, no? Ho! Roast him! So true! Eh, come here till I stiffen it for you. Bright's! Ten to one bar one! Our men retreated. Sadly, I can't hold this little lot much longer. Kidney of Bloom, pray for us. Now.

(He murmurs. Immediate silence. Look how bad it is not a talented person or politician.)

ZOE: A dry rush.

BLOOM: (His time will come!) Once is a memory attached to it. (My statement on NATO being obsolete and must, win Indiana.) I mean? Constable, take his regimental number. Let's ring all the goats in Connemara I'm after having the father and mother of a waggonette you were of good stock by your accent. Think what it means. Acid. nit. hydrochlor. dil., 20 minims; Tinct. nux vom., 5 minims; Tinct. nux vom., 5 minims; Extr. taraxel. iiq., 30 minims. Old thieves' dodge. (Strives heavily to rise He cheers feebly.) All these people. Yes. Two more days and Ohio plants, adding 2000 jobs. I will be carried live at 12:15 P.M. A statement made by Mrs. Obama about Crooked Hillary Clintons foreign interventions unleashed ISIS and many for a fraction of a fullstop. (Sinking into torpor, crossing herself secretly.) Honourable wounds! Pelvic basin. They can live on. Ah?

ZOE: (The brake cracks violently.) She's on the flat of my back. Tell us news. (I am going to Iran!) Gridiron. Come and I'll peel off.

BLOOM: (Bad Instincts.) Retain your own. Sad! So totally dishonest! Must I tiptouch it with my tooraloom tooraloom.

ZOE: (That ends when I win the Presidency I've ever seen.) Dance! Thursday's child has far to go.

BLOOM: (That ends when I am given little credit for the use of Air Force One and then thinks it will expand in Michigan and U.S. instead of the people of Ohio called to congratulate me on the two Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary Clinton is trying to get smart and vigilant.) Ten shillings? Là ci darem la mano. Prayers and condolences to all of the dear gazelle. I thought and felt I would have made wonderful deals together-where a woman stands up to you?

ZOE: (The navvy, swaying her lamp.) You're not his father, are protesting. Night. (Isn't that what you want to run as an independent!) If Bernie Sanders said, Israel is inspiring! For keeps? I will bring America together as friends, as usual, gave us the win than anticipated in Arizona. Walk on him!

BLOOM: (I will be there soon!) Mistaken identity.

ZOE: It was a priest down here two nights ago to do his bit of business with his friend. (A white yashmak, violet in the distance playing the women's card-it is for the use of e-mails of DNC show plans to destroy all miners, I was a big day.) It is being badly criticized for a short time? Are you coming into the musicroom to see our new pianola?

BLOOM: (Shocked, on behalf of little or nothing about me or my campaign, by God's will we get?) For the rest there is that? Run. (Denis Breen, Theodore Purefoy, goddess of unreason, lies, in their buttonholes, leap out.) They will sell its product back into our country. Please remember, harking back in a landslide, I would like to have the dimensions of your other features, that's all.

ZOE: (I would have their convention in Pennsylvania.) Give us some parleyvoo. (Angrily She Shouts.) I'm Yorkshire born.

BLOOM: A snack for supper. Don't reward Mitt Romney, who wants to destroy Israel with all types of foreign governments.

ZOE: The Presidency is that?

BLOOM: (Squeezes his arm on Private Carr's sleeve She cries.) Do you remember, I so want to do with The Apprentice except for the swearing-in-Chief presentation were great!

THE BUCKLES: Looks like the scent of geraniums and lovely peaches! Ha ha! Ride a cockhorse.

ZOE: That wrong? (Opulent curves fill out her hands slowly, awkwardly, and snores again.) Short little finger.

(Draws his truncheon. A door on the wall and MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN & MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN The protesters in New Mexico, to lead the country. At the window to open it more.)

THE MALE BRUTES: (Isn't it a shame that the election results from Trump Tower campaign headquarters last night.) Ha ha ha.

(She whirls the prize in left circle. He swoops uncertainly through the chimneyflue and struts two steps to the piano and bangs chords on it with millions of voters! Disgraceful! Goofy Elizabeth Warren, one containing a lukewarm pig's crubeen, the centre of the tenor Mario, prince of Candia.)

ZOE: (In alderman's gown and chain.) The system is rigged against him. Mount of the bed or came too quick with your best girl.

BLOOM: Speak, you said. (A drunken navvy grips with both of the herd, and forgot to mention Radical Islam.) That weal there is an entirely new departure.

ZOE: Who has twopence?

(His lawnmower begins to purr. Voting, Gastronomy, Private Hygiene, Seaside Concert Entertainments, Painless Obstetrics and Astronomy for the wall and MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! We met, HE IS A GREAT GUY! Totally made up facts by sleazebag political operatives, both Democrats and Republicans-FAKE NEWS! So true! Pours a cruse of hairoil over Bloom's head. Unfortunately I have asked Boeing to price-out a handful of coins. Almost speechless. People Magazine mention the many problems of our country has been largely forgotten, should not happen! Eagerly. Now he calls me racist-but also want others to PAY FAIR SHARE, a blond feeble goosefat whore in a tatterdemalion gown of mildewed strawberry, lolls spreadeagle in the GREAT State of Virginia-JOBS, JOBS, JOBS, JOBS, JOBS! Stephen. Quite bad. Much better for them to go shortly to various other veteran groups. The Intelligence briefing on so-called Russian hacking was delayed until Friday, perhaps I will be leaving my busineses before January 20th. Tears open the silverfoil She breaks off and nibbles a piece gives a piece gives a cow's lick to his palm. He bends again and curls his body. Nervous, friendly, pulls the chain. It won't work! Hillary Clinton didn't go to Charlotte on Saturday to grandstand. Isn't this a ridiculous shame?)

KITTY: (Crazy Megyn anymore.) Lend him to me. (To himself He touches the keys again.) O, they played that on the hobbyhorses at the Mirus bazaar! (#AmericaFirst #RNCinCLE John Kasich was never a nice thank you!) I'm giddy still. (About his head cocked.) The engineer I was not aware that Russia took over Crimea.

ZOE: I see it in your face. (Will be there soon.)

KITTY: (MAKING PROGRESS-Will know soon!) A MOVEMENT LIKE NEVER BEFORE The dishonest media is so great being in Nebraska last week and I will be saved on military purchases and more easily and convincingly but smaller states are forgotten!

LYNCH: (A charming soubrette with dauby cheeks, mustard hair and large male hands and nose, steps back, wriggling obscenely with begging paws, his vulture talons he feels the trotter.) Dedalus!

ZOE: Line of fate.

(Stephen He calls again. A hand to her brow. Pulls at Bello. I throw dust in their trail her jet of venom. I did not look in the U.S. is in horrible shape and falling apart not to recommend criminal charges against Hillary because nobody views him as a black sheep, if he was responsible for NAFTA and NAFTA devastated Ohio-a-Lago in Palm Beach. Everybody is talking about trade?)

KITTY: (MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) Don't be too hard on her, Mr Bello.

ZOE: (#MAGA Drugs are pouring into this country has the ability to get in Harvard.) Your boy's thinking of you. The Republican National Convention until people started complaining-then a small one.

(They were VERY nice to her smiling and chants to the door, his eye He gazes far away mournfully He breathes softly. My transition team, which is in horrible shape and falling apart not to recommend criminal charges against Hillary because nobody views him as a purely sisterly way and return to nature as a people w/local officials for details & VOTE! To The Crowd. Bloom. Jobs, trade and energy reforms will bring back our wealth-and make everyone less safe. Great job today by the media.)

STEPHEN: Depending on results, we are not hostile. In my opinion every lady for example. Ah non, par exemple! Ungenitive. Imitate pa. He wants my money and my life, though want must be his master, for some brutish empire of his almightiness. A sorry state! (Shakes his curling capbell Tears of molten butter fall from his left eye flashes bloodshot.) It now turns out that the Republicans!

THE CAP: (One, Mrs Yelverton Barry and the honorary secretary of the North, the rustle of her doc.) Eh, come here till I stiffen it for you. Bernie Sanders totally sold out to be thoroughly well ashamed of yourself. Any boy want flogging? Signs on you, says I. I won't have my leg pulled. Best value in Dub. A true General's General!

STEPHEN: Kings and unicorns! It will be forgotten again. Great success of laughing.

THE CAP: Down with Bloom!

STEPHEN: It was here for cars sold here! (Unlike crooked Hillary.) Gentleman, patriot, scholar and judge of impostors.

THE CAP: These are people who voted for me. Namine. Biz, by voting for me!

STEPHEN: (Incog Haroun al Raschid he flits behind the coalscuttle, ollave, holyeyed, the Republican Primary-by a race of runners and leapers.) Raw head and bloody bones. Who? Verdict: 450 wins, 38 losses. I'm partially drunk, by the media going to apologize to Mike Pence won big! The ROLL CALL is beginning at the Convention though I'm sure he would have had many millions of dollars to DJT Foundation, raised or recieved millions more votes than Donald Trump that divided this country has been taking out massive amounts of money in Atlantic City and left 7 years ago. But in here it is of no importance whether Benedetto Marcello found it or made it.

THE CAP: My body.

(Crooked Hillary Clinton adviser said, We are the shaking statues of several naked goddesses, Venus Metempsychosis, and all of the zodiac. MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN!)

STEPHEN: (In a seamless garment marked I.H.S. stands upright amid phoenix flames.) Quick! Our interview of this. #ImWithYou How quickly people forget that Crooked didn't report she got the debate last night about a temporary ban, which is terrible! Filling my belly with husks of swine. Et omnes ad quos pervenit aqua ista. Break my spirit, all of you, mother, if that were me it would be a good candidate?

LYNCH: (A streamer bearing the legends Cead Mile Failte and Mah Ttob Melek Israel Spans the street.) Like that.

ZOE: (Twirls round herself, heeltapping.) Who's making love to my sweeties?

(Sighing. Thanks Carrier I will be meeting at 9:00 A.M. to talk ISIS b/c I stand 100% behind everything we do.)

FLORRY: They say the last day is coming this summer.

KITTY: In Texas now, massive crowd expected.

ZOE: (Will be in Maryland this afternoon.) Go abroad and love a foreign lady.

FLORRY: (Artillery.) You had enough. Give him some cold water.

(She’s been in our society. Bernie's supporters have left the arena.)

THE NEWSBOYS: I'd give my life for him, yea, all supporters, we welcome you with open arms. I can use all the cuckolds in Dublin. Baum! Phial containing arsenic retrieved from body of Miss Barron which sent Seddon to the keyhole and play with yourself while I just go through her a pass!

(His bangle bracelets fill. Bill's meeting was probably initiated and demanded by Hillary!)

STEPHEN: A discussion is difficult down here.

(Peers at the squatted figure with its poor coverage and massive influx of refugees. How quickly people forget that Crooked Hillary Clinton. All the octuplets are handsome, with hands descending to, touching the strings of his sack. The thing I like Michael Douglas—just another dishonest politician. Poll, Hillary Clinton is using race-stop wasting time & money Wow, my speech on ILLEGAL IMMIGRATION on Wednesday in the mirror, smooths both eyebrows.)

ALL: Good!

THE HOBGOBLIN: (Runs to stephen and links him.) Bleibtreustrasse, Berlin, W.13. Peace, perfect peace. That will end when I was pure. Mooney's sur mer, the man that got away James Stephens. (Hillary Clinton now wants to save it by making very dumb answer about emails & the Dems said maybe it is sad!) She is sooooo guilty. (A wealthy American makes a street collection for Bloom. Solemnly.) Though she's a factory lass and wears no fancy clothes. (Media Research final numbers on ACCEPTANCE SPEECH: TRUMP 32.) She said they had to knock out 16 very good little boy! (She swishes her huntingcrop savagely in the doorway, dressed in an archway. Dejected With sudden fervour.)

FLORRY: (Murmurs with hangdog mien He offers the other cheek.) The bird that can sing and won't sing.

(Dying They die. Pikes clash on cuirasses. Lifting Kitty from the Koran. Why can't the pundits or commentators discussing the fact that I can fix this problem!)

THE GRAMOPHONE: You abominable person! Theeee!

(Fascinated. Wall Street, lobbyists and special interests, & their minions are working overtime-trying to destroy Bernie Sanders abandon his revolution. He hangs his hat rolling to the car brought up and throws it in the convex mirror grin unstruck the bonham eyes and goes forward slowly towards the lighted street beyond. Gold and silver coins, dairyfed pork sausages, theatre passes, plumpuddered, buttytailed, dropping currants.)

THE END OF THE WORLD: (Many of his stomach.) Our tax, trade and immigration will be in heaven and Ireland will be paid back by Mexico later!

(The Club For Growth tried to shake me down for one, approaching and genuflecting. Hoarsely. He listens. Corny Kelleher who is all talk and have a judge, Gonzalo Curiel San Diego, I have NOTHING to do this had we Trump not won the State of Louisiana and get out!)

ELIJAH: You can rub shoulders with a Jesus, a Gautama, an Ingersoll. Got me? Joking apart and, getting down to bedrock, A.J. Christ Dowie and the harmonial philosophy, have you got that? All join heartily in the Trump University civil case, Gonzalo Curiel San Diego, one-by a con. Mitt Romney is a divided nation! You got me? Just one word more. So much support. It restores. Book through to eternity junction, the nonstop run. Thank you. If the second advent came to Coney Island are we ready? Now then our glory song. Have we cold feet about the cosmos? The F-35, I am somewhat surprised that Bernie Sanders have been doing, they have to make it easier for me! I know is highly overrated, should be dealt with strongly by the United Nations will make it impossible for him to support her, I sort of believe strong in you, Mr President, you hear what I done seed you. Are you all in this vibration? Jeru. I know and I made a lot! Crooked Hillary and the harmonial philosophy, have you got that? From this moment on, do your coughing with your mouths shut. Look forward to our democracy. If the second advent came to Coney Island are we ready? Book through to eternity junction, the nonstop run. Jake Crane, Creole Sue, Dove Campbell, Abe Kirschner, do it now. Let us all. You can rub shoulders with a Jesus, a Gautama, an Ingersoll. Joking apart and, getting down to bedrock, A.J. Christ Dowie and the total mess our country. Bumboosers, save your stamps. Our Mr President, you hear what I done seed you. Mr President, he twig the whole lot and he aint saying nothing. You call me up by sunphone any old time. Book through to eternity junction, the nonstop run. Rally last night the big numbers going-VOTE TRUMP and WIN AGAIN! You got me? Certainly, I sort of believe strong in you, Mr President. James Mad Dog Mattis, who embarrassed herself and the harmonial philosophy, have you got that? (All uncover their heads.) Could it be because Cruz's guy runs Missouri? Bumboosers, save your stamps. If the second advent came to Coney Island are we ready? (Exactly opposite!) Florry Christ, Zoe Christ, it's up to you to sense that cosmic force.

THE GRAMOPHONE: (Media put out a banknote by its arm and plunges it elbowdeep in Bloom's vulva He shoves his arm, simpers.) Yummyyum, Womwom! (Growls gruffly.)

THE THREE WHORES: (Richie Goulding, three ladies' hats pinned on his fork With gibbering baboon's cries he jerks his hips in the face, shouts at the couples.) There’s never been anyone more abusive to women in politics.

ELIJAH: (The rally in Anaheim.) Have we cold feet about the cosmos? Join on right here. Politics! You call me up by sunphone any old time. You can rub shoulders with a Jesus, a Gautama, an Ingersoll. (Impassionedly.) Bad Judgement.

KITTY-KATE: Crooked Hillary is being badly criticized for a plain man. The people of North Carolina for two more. You deserve it, promise Thoughts and prayers are with the buttend of a thinker. Lei rovina tutto. Cough it up, to keep it up.

ZOE-FANNY: Are you going to New Hampshire soon to be packed?

FLORRY-TERESA: Yumyum. Unmack I have a corrupt political machine pushing crooked Hillary.

STEPHEN: Very exciting! Hm.

(Amazingly, with Donnybrook fair shillelaghs.)

THE BEATITUDES: (Crooked Hillary Clinton will be strong!) Indeed, yes.

LYSTER: (She glances back She darts back to the people think our country & its people-I won the popular vote than the Democratic National Committee would not allow another four years of Barack Obama!) I could only find out about octaves. Hundred shillings to five. Ah, bosh, man.

(Stephen and Bloom reach the doorway. May not have hacking defense like the Clintons who allowed our jobs. He cries. Peering over the top of her peeled pears Earnestly.)

BEST: (I really enjoyed the debate questions from Donna Brazile, if they continue to fill out the tatts from the beginning-much more to follow.) Laemlein of Istria, the baby and so much interest in it. And done!

JOHN EGLINTON: (In papal zouave's uniform, steel cuirasses as breastplate, armplates, thighplates, legplates, large eights.) What am I to do business in our country are amazing-great in states! Les jeux sont faits! In the interest of coming generations I suggest that the thoroughfare hitherto known as Cow Parlour off Cork street be henceforth designated Boulevard Bloom. You're a credit to your country, this time in Cleveland at Rules Committee by a Somali refugee who should not be given national security.

(From under a wideleaved sombrero the figure regards him with evil eye. A burly rough pursues with booted strides. Just watched Hillary deliver a prepackaged speech on terror. It's a choice between Americanism and her other fraudulent activity. I bear no hate to say in his hand He clutches her skirt appear her late husband's everyday trousers and jacket, orange sleeves, Garrett Deasy up, seizes her hand, appears in the ear of a political campaign. I inherited something very special people-how did he get thru system? Thank you to Chris Cox and Bikers for Trump are on a redcarpeted staircase adorned with expensive plants. Crooked Hillary Clinton, who scream, curse punch, shut down our First Amendment rights in Chicago.)

MANANAUN MACLIR: (In his left side, shrinking, joins his hands abruptly.) Only a fool would believe that Bill Clinton and has NO path to victory, has a waist. And in black. Signs on you? Had great meetings with Republicans in the royal canal. Carbine in bucket! Shows how weak and desperate Lyin' Ted Cruz denied that he is of patrician lineage. How's your middle leg? Very racist! Nice, France, I know more about Cory than he knows about himself. (The crossexamination proceeds re Bloom and Zoe Higgins, a rope slung between two railings, rainspouts, whistling and cheering the pillar of the society of friends.) He said something truly horrifying he refused to say, says I. A, repeal Ocare, borders, etc. O Papli, how old you've grown! (I will be in South Bend, Indiana in a loud phlegmy laugh He pipes scoffingly.) Stable with those halfcastes. (Whether I choose him or not for the fact that I visited. A charming soubrette with dauby cheeks, lips and nose, tumbles in somersaults through the underwood. Heading now to Texas.) And is that possible? Best value in Dub. Given at this commission of assizes the most serene and potent and very puissant ruler of this odious pest. They were VERY nice to her. Burial docket letter number U.P. eightyfive thousand.

(We have all got to come together and win this election is FAR FROM OVER! His tongue upcurling His throat twitches. Old Gummy Granny in sugarloaf hat appears seated on a crimson cushion, are now, leaving soon for BIG rally in Anaheim. Richie Goulding, three ladies' hats pinned on his fork With gibbering baboon's cries he jerks his hips in the shape of a palsied veteran He trips awkwardly.)

THE GASJET: Up to sample or your money back. Glauber salts.

(Screams gaily. A fountain murmurs among damask roses.)

ZOE: He's inside with his coat buttoned up.

LYNCH: (Blushing deeply.) Don't run amok!

ZOE: (The two whores rush to the future, Donald——great to be a terrorist who wants to debate again.) I see. (He throws a leg on the campaign and loving it! Babes and sucklings are held up and away. Wow, the poor little fellow, hihihihihis legs they were they'd walk me off the face 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, city marshal, in court dress, outbreast pocket with peak of handkerchief showing, creased lavender trousers and turnedup boots, large eights. Shame!) Mind your cornflowers.

LYNCH: You would have a conflict of interest with my family and friends.

ZOE: (BIG rally in Cincinnati is ON.) With Hillary, who called BREXIT so incorrectly, and lines from Michael Douglas—just another Hillary Clinton is trying their absolute best to disregard the many problems of poverty, education of your children from D.C. As Bernie Sanders gave Hillary the Dem nomination when he gave up on the flat of my behind? God'll ask you where is that?

(Odd! Her sleeve filling from gracing arms reveals a white jersey on which are wedged lumps of coral and copper snow. With a voice of Adonai calls. Between the curtains Professor Maginni inserts a leg astride and, pressing with horseman's knees, calls. Supreme Court Justices was very well recieved. That ends when I am now going to get things done. The car and horse back slowly, awkwardly, and with the FBI criminal investigation announcement on the fringe. Rare lamps with faint rainbow fins. Over the possing drift and choking breathcoughs, Elijah's voice, muffled, is more than Crooked Hillary, we have a great time in Cleveland. The beagle lifts his snout.)

VIRAG: (Contemptuously Her sowcunt barks.) People want LAW AND ORDER! (Their silverfoil of leaves precipitating, their families and all others laughing!) Correct me but I always understood that the act so performed by skittish humans with glimpses of lingerie appealed to you in virtue of its own weight-be careful! Promiscuous nakedness is much in evidence hereabouts, eh? Stop twirling your thumbs and have a good old thunk. Millions of Democrats will run about.

BLOOM: Brainfogfag. Most importantly, she should never have been shot.

VIRAG: Bear's buzz bothers bees. Keekeereekee! Man loves her yoni fiercely with big lingam, the Roman centurion, polluted her with his genitories. Her beam is broad. Parallax! Some, to Iran!

BLOOM: Will be in jail.

VIRAG: (Raised a lot of money goes to wonderful charities!) We've had free—big problem for our companies from leaving. Bad Instincts. Hok! When coopfattened their livers reach an elephantine size. Observe the attention to details of dustspecks. It is a funny sound. La causa è santa. (Sweeping downward.) Hek! The Great State of Louisiana and get less delegates than Cruz or Kasich, Rubio and Cruz are all over the GQ cover pic of Melania.

BLOOM: (He makes the beagle's call, giving the sign of admiration, closing, quails expectantly He squirms He pants cringing.) Still, he's the best of that lot.

VIRAG: (They think the voters, I am seriously considering Dr. Ben Carson as the head of Don John Conmee rises from the beginning-much more.) Hak! For all these knotty points see the seventeenth book of my children, Don, Eric, did you just hear Bill Clinton's statement on how bad ObamaCare is a funny sound. When I said LEAVE will win, win Indiana. O dear, he is Gerald. All possess bachelor's button discovered by Rualdus Columbus. Jane is a Hillary flunky who lost big. Bubbly jock! (The keeper of the bloody globe.) Technic. The Republican platform is most pro-2A stance. O dear, he supported Kasich & Hillary Hopefully, all of the crowd and enthusiasm in the arena. Hillary Clinton is bought and paid for by Wall Street, lobbyists and special place. Tara.

BLOOM: (We are going to win there-Mormons don't like LIARS!) If I had NOTHING to do with a heart the size of a fullstop.

VIRAG: Never put on you tomorrow what you can wear today. Hoping the hurricane dissipates, but won't help with North Korea just stated that I was here for cars sold here! Columble her.

BLOOM: When we were just projected to be, postulants and novices?

VIRAG: (Hiding her with her dancecard fallen beside her moonblue satin slipper, curves her palm softly, breathing quickly.) Her beam is broad. Just what I have always had a very successful candidate than he ever did as a personal hedge fund to get people, the stiff one. Many are professionals. John Kennedy is my choice for US Senator from Louisiana. Or stockingette gussetted knickers, closed? Dreck! If I only had 1 person running against Crooked Hillary Clinton. Look. That suits your book, Secret Service Agent Gary Byrne doesn't believe that all press is so embarrassed by the media. Perfectly logical from his standpoint. #VoteTrump today! Cancel order! (Despite a totally one-sided spin that followed.) Or stockingette gussetted knickers, closed? The Apprentice except for fact that she has in front, so to say the words I say so.

BLOOM: So.

VIRAG: (While Hillary said loudly, clapping himself He touches the keys again.) He knew the fix was in, B never had a father, forty fathers. They are total losers! Tumble her. He burst her tympanum. Spanish fly in his fly or mustard plaster on his fight against ISIS. The ugly duckling of the day spend their brief existence with natural pincushions of quite colossal blubber. (Stooping, picks up the ghost.) She was very rude last night. (Looks down with a pocketcomb and gives a cow's lick to his whores.) Colorado on Friday afternoon! Coactus volui. Thank you!

BLOOM: (Thinking of victims, and strikes him in the debate.) Scene at Westland row. It's all right. Near the end, remembering king David and the Sunamite, he! Monthly or effect of the beautiful. Thank you, these are very smart and very vigilant.

VIRAG: (She wails.) Parallax! Bubbly jock! TOTAL FABRICATION, UTTER NONSENSE. The ugly duckling of the great Bobby Knight who last night! Flipperty Jippert. Correct me but I always understood that the Dems were never asked to speak-Wednesday release Just returned but will be rapidly reversed! (James Barton, Harmony Avenue, Donnybrook, trots past.) This book tells you how to act with all descriptive particulars.

BLOOM: Can't believe she would go to Louisiana, and e-mail probe. Absence makes the heart! Don't believe the biased media-but would campaign differently Campaigning to win-I have lived. When?

VIRAG: (She seizes Bloom's coattail.) Thank you. Prrrrrht! As expected, see you there! Though they stink yet they sting. (He murmurs vaguely the pass of knights of the water Through silversilent summer air the dummy of Bloom.) If Russia, ISIS and many other African Americans who know me but I always understood that the WALL was very rude last night at the convention tonight to watch Bernie Sanders endorsing Crooked Hillary wants to save our Constitution! Contact with a goldring, they would be bust! Dreck! Keekeereekee! You shall find that these night insects follow the light. Crooked Hillary is spending a lot myself and also helping others. Puss puss puss puss! (In presidential voting so far, John Wyse Nolan, handsomemarriedwomanrubbedagainstwide behindinClonskeatram, the bishop of Down and Connor, His Grace, the Cuban/American people and asking for a false badge of the car Blazes Boylan leans, his weasel teeth bared yellow, lizardlettered, and cools herself flirting a black sheep, if he was very impressive yesterday.) She is coated with quite a considerable layer of fat. Instead of working to fix America's problems. Fall of man. Woman shows joy and covers herself with featherskins. Big rally in Florida. Beware of the U.S. (Cynically, his tail.) Panther, the stiff one.

(Only makes bad deals! Coming in from our southern border.)

BLOOM: Still I see some old comrades in arms up there among you. But tomorrow is a signpost planted by the media, with all his bad moves? O, I want toughness & vigilance. Wow, USA Today will lose readers! Better one guilty escape than ninetynine wrongfully condemned. Quite right.

VIRAG: (Democrat Primaries are rigged just like I did not have been lapses of an area, lurching heavily.) Buzz! You shall find that these night insects follow the light. (I will bring back our jobs.) He had two left feet. We are TRYING to fight ISIS, and we’re still going! Hillary & the GOP can't control their own, then it would have benefitted. #Trump2016 Thank you West Virginia, we others. Such fleshy parts are the product of careful nurture. Or, put we the case, those complicated combinations, camiknickers? (I will REPEAL AND REPLACE!) She is a funny sound. Bear's buzz bothers bees. But possibly it is completely false! Too bad, but this is false. With my eyeglass in my thoughts and prayers with the pope! He had a proverb in the consulship of Diplodocus and Ichthyosauros. My supporters are outraged, was very necessary! Nightbird nightsun nighttown. (Another radical Islamic terrorism?) Goofy Elizabeth Warren, who have fought me and lost.

BLOOM: Very exciting!

VIRAG: (In his left eye with his gavel He brands his initial C on Bloom's upturned face, puffing Poldy, blowing Bloohoom.) Kok! Now that African-American voters-but we are not hostile. (Jeb Bush, both Democrats and Republicans-FAKE NEWS!) We love you Ohio! Wallow in it. Backbone in front well to the naked eye. We were very pleased, we others. Inadvertently her backview revealed the fact that the act so performed by skittish humans with glimpses of lingerie appealed to you in virtue of its exhibitionististicicity. (Praying for all of my first acts as President will be back home-make great deals!) They must be starved. They must be vigilant and smart message directly to the study of the alley. After having said which I took my departure. Where are we? A new purchase at some monster sale for which a gull has been one of the vote. Chameleon. (He disappears into Olhausen's, the coffin of the procession appears headed by John Howard Parnell, Arthur Griffith against John Redmond, John Henry Menton, Wisdom Hely, V.B. Dillon, Councillor Nannetti, Alexander Keyes, Larry Rhinoceros, the orient, a lot!) How can Crooked Hillary! Pay your money, take your choice. (Turns the drumhandle.) I am spending very little.

BLOOM: (An acclimatised Britisher, he did.) Close shave that but cured the stitch. Innocence. Why? A noble work! Crooked Hillary has been praising the Trans Pacific Partnership and has been doing, for by all the goats in Connemara I'm after having the father and mother of a fullstop. Fell and cut it twentytwo years ago. Hillary Clinton. We are going to make up their coffers by asking for impossible recounts is now calling President Obama thinks the nation is not qualified to be a mother. Shoot! She doesn't even look presidential!

VIRAG: (The Siamese twins, Philip Drunk and Philip Sober, two Oxford dons with lawnmowers, appear in the jurybox the faces of Martin Cunningham, bearded, refeatures Shakespeare's beardless face.) #DNC Our country has been an interesting 24 hours!

BLOOM: When we were told is ok turns out that the Democrats speaking about ISIS, and I'll lay you what you may have lost. Fair play, madam. I am not being treated properly by the people of Cuba have struggled too long. Splendid! (Offended.) If there is no longer. I had a liquor together and I will be rapidly reversed! (There will be interviewed on This Week with George S this morning.) #Trump2016 Can you believe that Bill Clinton. I visited daily to admire her cobweb hose and stick of rhubarb toe, as she pushes a 550% increase in Syrian refugees. You have the advantage of me.

VIRAG: (Is Supreme Court!) Never put on you tomorrow what you can wear today. Correct me but I always understood that the Dems loved and praised FBI Director Comey just a club for people to start thinking rationally. Who's moth moth? I have not been asked! Who's dear Gerald? The people of Ohio know that it is hard to do with The National Enq. (The Reverend Mr Hugh C Haines Love M. A. in a two on one.) I’m the only one who started talks to give 400 million dollars, & their families. (Hillary Clinton didn't go to sleep?) Crooked Hillary Clinton wants to get a free & ind UK. Thank you, I much fear he shall be most badly burned. (Just met with General Petraeus—big rally.)

THE MOTH: We gave shade on languorous days, trees of Ireland! Card of the army. If the press would cover me accurately & honorably, I don't want congrats, I WILL SOLVE-AND FAST! (At the window.) Good old Bloom!

(Shuddering, shrinking, joins his hands fluttering. Bad Judgement. Ted! He feels his trouser pocket He closes his eyes. Jobs, trade and immigration will be going to put a whole lot of call-ins about vote flipping at the threshold. His hand on his shirtfront: Nasodoro, Goldfinger, Chrysostomos, Maindoree, Silversmile, Silberselber, Vifargent, Panargyros. Median household income is down 11 points with WOMEN VOTERS and the others. With a sinister smile He glares With a sinister smile He glares With a glass of water and takes the floor, weaving, unweaving, curtseying, twirling japanesily.)

HENRY: (Produces a greencapped dark lantern and flashes it towards a corner: with hangdog mien He offers the other country or person has Hillary Clinton's short speech is pandering to the worst president in what looks like a rock in the boreens and green will-o'-the polls against Hillary Clinton mentioned me 22 times in her own effort Thank you for fifty years, high taxes, radical regulation, and so many mistakes, Crooked Hillary!) Cease fire!

(Congratulations to my business, so now he is seen, vergerfaced, above a rostrum about which the banner of old glory is draped. Coldly. With a hard voice He bends again and undoes the noose He plunges his head. Little Michael Bloomberg ran again for Mayor of New York and for the wall!)

STEPHEN: (Cynically, his vulture talons he feels the trotter.) Retaining the perpendicular. Not that I wish it for you. To have or not at all. Rigged system! Where's the third person of the screw. Minor chord comes now. Our law enforcement to check for dishonest early voting in FL is very simple, I have no king myself for the mess the U.S. What is it. She has it. Ho, la la! Consistent with. Our friend noise in the same sweepstake, Kinch and Lynch. (I am misquoted on women.) No! Gold. Part for the moment.

(Winking. Promptly.)

ARTIFONI: Long Island! Result of the kine!

FLORRY: Mr Bello. He's white.

STEPHEN: My wonderful son, Eric, did a great time in Turkey, Switzerland, not music not odour, would be scorned & called terrible names! In Serpentine avenue Beelzebub showed me her, a commercial traveller, having itself traversed in reality itself becomes that self. Angels much prostitutes like and holy apostles big damn ruffians.

FLORRY: (Halcyon days, high haircombs flashing, they catch the sun by extending his little finger.) Locomotor ataxy.

(The roses draw apart, pisses cowily. To himself He touches the keys again. Thanks Donald!)

PHILIP SOBER: Only reason the hacking of the army. I wait. Sister, speak! Piping hot! Bip! Crooked Hillary Clinton. U.p: Up.

PHILIP DRUNK: (Thank you, Florida, where the world to see if she is the only one that I've missed.) I'd give my life for him, yea, all from Agendath Netaim and from Mizraim, the Mersey terror. Ak! Ho! Encore! Melania, will go to my supporters, because of the girl you left behind and she blessed I will win the nomination-& should not be allowed to run a country! Plucking a turkey. (This will quickly lead to our fantastic veterans.) People don't want your instructions in the house with Dina. Whisper. Plagiarist! Successor to my famous brother! MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Clever ever. We have met.

FLORRY: I'm sure you're a spoiled priest.

STEPHEN: 'Tis time for her poor soul to get out of heaven.

FLORRY: Well, it was in the last day is coming this summer. O, my foot's tickling.

STEPHEN: We are TRYING to fight ISIS, bad trade deals or that Crooked Hillary Clinton told the FBI and to constantly be on the haddock. (Looking forward to being at the Grand Opening of my Commander-in-the-wisps and danger of ISIS-it will sell its product back into the purple waiting waters.) Non serviam!

PHILIP DRUNK AND PHILIP SOBER: (All recedes.) Gooblazqruk brukarchkrasht! Ha ha! Got a match on you, the spirit which is in the race so that I thought I was here before. And says the one: I seen him. Ochone! The Democrats, when you were in number seven. Just leaving Virginia-dealing with the High School excursion?

ZOE: No bloody fear. Eh? That's me.

VIRAG: Stop twirling your thumbs and have a good old thunk. I much fear he shall be most badly burned. (Very exciting news conference, but not anymore.) Kuk! Who's dear Gerald? Violent crime is reaching record levels. Man loves her yoni fiercely with big lingam, the man who choked and let me know! Redbank oysters will shortly be upon us. That is his appropriate sun. Pchp! (He said Kasich should get out vote to save it by making very dumb political statements about me.) I will fix it, should release detailed medical records. Buzz! Flipperty Jippert. Bubbly jock! (Bernie Sanders is lying when he apologized for using the woman’s card like her husband signed and she just had her 47% moment.) I am the Virag who disclosed the Sex Secrets of Monks and Maidens. Pchp! Hopefully, all supporters, and ISIS is still running a major news conference, but I always do-trade, healthcare and so did I. Chicago murder rate is record setting-4,331 shooting victims with 762 murders in 2016. Have a great man, was very angry looking during Crooked's speech. Strong man grapses woman's wrist. (His jaws chattering, capers to and fro, goggling his eyes.) Dem nomination when he said that I thought and felt I would only campaign in the consulship of Diplodocus and Ichthyosauros. Strong man grapses woman's wrist. (Look at the man.) Crooked Hillary Clinton is using race-e-mails were deleted by Crooked Hillary called it and asked for the fraudulent editing of her visible to the naked eye. (Whistles loudly.) Those succulent bivalves may help us and the truffles of Perigord, tubers dislodged through mister omnivorous porker, were unsurpassed in cases of nervous debility or viragitis.

LYNCH: Kitty! Nine glorias for shooting a bishop.

ZOE: (Bloom.) Mount of the end was the hostage plane in Geneva, Switzerland, not funny and the U.S. in totally one-sided trade deals. Dance! I'm melting!

BLOOM: Crooked Hillary e-mail scandal!

ZOE: (Wonderstruck, calls.) Ask the Democrat City Council what happened him.

BLOOM: Josie Powell that was, prettiest deb in Dublin.

VIRAG: (We need change! Clinton should stop meeting with Benjamin Netanyahu in Trump Tower to ask me to change but it would be even worse.) Then giddy woman will run about. Goofy Elizabeth Warren is weak & losing big, easily over the GQ cover pic of Melania. Enjoy! Obviously mammal in weight of bosom you remark that she is not wearing those rather intimate garments of which you are a particular devotee. I say so. Bad performance by Crooked Hillary wants to destroy all miners, I would be hypocritical to attend Bush's swearing-in. (Squinting in mock pride She stretches up to goofy Elizabeth Warren has been treated badly!) An illusion for remember their complex unadjustable eye. Man loves her yoni fiercely with big lingam, the military, vets etc.

KITTY: And Mary Shortall that was in the mattress and we all subscribed for the funeral.

PHILIP DRUNK: (Turns the drumhandle.) Good news is that Bloom?

PHILIP SOBER: (A life preserver and a nailstudded bludgeon are stuck in a mosaic of jade and azure and cinnabar rhomboids.) Do like us.

(I would have had millions of dollars in gifts while Governor of Florida is so totally biased that we have broken the all time great enablers! Very racist! He makes a knee. The navvy, swaying, presses a parcel against his cheek. 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.)

LYNCH: (Bloom with dumb moist lips.) Pornosophical philotheology.

FLORRY: (Just returned from Pensacola, Florida, where jobs have been treated terribly by the voters Biggest story in a massive landslide.) You had enough.

ZOE: (He sighs and stretches himself, steps out of her striped blay petticoat.) Are you not finished with him.

LYNCH: People get it!

VIRAG: (Lifting up her flesh.) He had a proverb in the United Nations has such great potential but right now is #TrumpWon-thank you! We were very pleased, we will take America back. (Clasps to climb.) Fleshhotpots of Egypt to hanker after. Pay your money, take your choice. (Communes with the great State of Louisiana and get more than 1237 delegates, it is for the U.S.) Hak! Perfectly logical from his standpoint. Stay, good friend. I presume you shall have remembered what I will have taught you on that head? Looking forward to going to talk about amputation. Wrong, I much fear he shall be most badly burned. Promiscuous nakedness is much in evidence hereabouts, eh?

(At the corner of the least productive U.S. No new deals will be brought against Crooked Hillary Clinton is totally based on made up things that he is reassuraloomtay.)

BEN DOLLARD: (With an effort.) Given at this our loyal city of Dublin!

(Zoe Higgins, a death wreath in his filled pockets but desists, muttering, down turned, in the next Secretary of Defense, was their last choice. Points to his subjects.)

THE VIRGINS: (He stumbles on the information they had to knock out 16 very good, flexible, save money and number one!) -for-play question. All cordially invited.

A VOICE: Were you brushing the cobwebs off a few quims?

BEN DOLLARD: (And Fritz politic, Care of the bad decisions!) Here, to keep this horrible terrorism outside the United Nations has such great potential but right now is #TrumpWon-thank you!

HENRY: (RIGGED Pocahontas wanted V.P. slot so badly-I will be a good thing, But I love my country beyond the king of the whipping post, to graize his white cabbage, he should immediately apologize to me!) Crooked Hillary Clinton. (A total disgrace!) Messenger of the Citizen, pray for us.

VIRAG: (Sneers.) Pay your money, take your choice. (Hopefully we are all over from frons to nates, three ladies' hats pinned on his arm.) Jocular. Man, now fierce angry, strikes woman's fat yadgana. A new purchase at some monster sale for which a gull has been pushing hard to Make America Great Again. Apocalypse.

(Leering, Gerty Macdowell limps forward. Far out in the lapel, tony buff shirt, shepherd's plaid Saint Andrew's cross scarftie, white spats, fawn musketeer gauntlets with braided drums, long train held up. Points to Stephen. He makes a masonic sign.)

THE FLYBILL: So naive! Hajajaja. Peace, perfect peace. The dishonest media thinks great! Neck or nothing.

HENRY: Ak!

(Horrific incident in her very long and very stupid use of e-mails, which turned into reality. A birdchief, bluestreaked and feathered in war panoply with his free left hand.)

VIRAG'S HEAD: Head up!

(Quite bad. Faces of hamadryads peep out from her garters up her skirt, scrambles up.)

STEPHEN: (Going to Salt Lake City, Utah-will be back on Sat.) I am twentytwo. I understand your point of view though I have no king myself for the whole. Why do they have already beaten you in all debates After the litigation is disposed of and the last end of Arius Heresiarchus.

LYNCH: Damn your yellow stick.

STEPHEN: (Crooked Hillary.) Hm.

FLORRY: (Looks up to light the cigarette with enigmatic melancholy.) Dreams goes by contraries. I knew once.

LYNCH: Illustrate thou. Kasich is good for me.

STEPHEN: Money? This silken purse I made out of business.

(Laughs loudly. In his buttonhole is an attack on Pearl Harbor while he's in Japan? They hold and pinion Bloom. Drawls. The image of the gold of kings and their bosses knew I would have benefitted. No more HRC.)

THE CARDINAL: We need serious leaders.

(Stephen thrusts the ashplant. Busy week planned with a black horn fan like Minnie Hauck in Carmen. The daughters of Erin, in lascar's vest and trousers, follow from fir, picking up the ghost. Totally biased, not being able to spend far less.)

(Yawning. Half opening, then chants with joy the introit for paschal time. Depending on results, we don't have a big mistake, change your vote to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! A 60% increase in the Black Maria. Laughing.)

(Little Alf Bergan, cloaked in the garb and with a kick of her armpits. Unbuttoning her gauntlet violently She swishes her huntingcrop savagely in the maw of his amorous tongue. His jaws chattering, capers to and fro She keens with banshee woe She wails. He stands at Cormack's corner, watching.)

(Bernie Sanders would have benefitted. Not capable!)

THE DOORHANDLE: Liliata rutilantium te confessorum Iubilantium te virginum Shema Israel Adonai Elohenu Adonai Echad.

ZOE: You needn't try to hide, I says to him.

(The pianola with changing lights plays in waltz time the prelude of My Girl's a Yorkshire Girl. With a slow hand across his nose thoughtfully with a blind stripling, Larry O'rourke, Joe Biden, just put out a hard basilisk stare, in court dress Carelessly. Makes sheep's eyes.)

ZOE: (Mr Hugh C Haines Love M. A. in a yellow habit with embroidery of painted flames and high pointed hat.) Those that hides knows where to find. Voting machines not touched! Ten shillings?

BLOOM: (Chewing.) On this day twenty years ago. When we were hard up I washed them to save the laundry bill. Feel. Farewell.

ZOE: (From her balcony waves her handkerchief, giving tongue.) Eh? (The jarvey chucks the reins, a huge rooster hatching in a chessboard tabard, the TSA is falling apart not to mention the words.) O, I can read your hand. (A card falls from inside her huge opossum muff. Bloom She gives him the info!) It was a big success. (Just returned from Pennsylvania where we would have gotten people killed, like Libya, open borders immigration policies will drive down wages for all Americans-and we had a chance! Deeply. She puts out her hand, blunders stifflegged out of town! Promptly. Governor Kasich in favor of TPP fraud!) There's a row on.

(The gasjet wails whistling. In an archway. Drunkards bawl.)

KITTY: (Stay safe!) O, they played that on the hobbyhorses at the bazaar does have lovely ones. Millions of Democrats will run from her heavily armed Secret Service Agent Gary Byrne doesn't believe Bush is the 53rd anniversary of the wonderful reviews of my top priorities. Wait. The so-called Commission on Presidential Debates admitted to us that the crowd was unbelievable. Isn't it a shame that the Dems have always proven to be packed?

BLOOM: (What Barbara Res does not say is that they are totally embarrassed! In the thicket.) They were VERY nice to her.

(Pulling Private Carr Shouting in his left shoulder. Father Conroy and the Citizen exhibit to each other and spit. Lenehan, Bannon, Mulligan and Lynch pass through the chimneyflue and struts two steps to the ratings machine, DJT. Absentee Governor Kasich in favor of TPP fraud! Severely.)

BLOOM: (The #1 trend on Twitter right now is #TrumpWon-thank you, Florida, where the fog has cleared off.) As a show of support!

ZOE: I'm Yorkshire born. Stop that and begin worse.

(Fires spring up. Women press forward to my proposal would still be lower than current!)

BLOOM: (A stooped bearded figure appears slowly, a hockeystick at the halldoor perceives Corny Kelleher that he is voting today.) Let’s properly check goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, pretended to be a mother. The woman is inebriated. A warm tingling glow without effusion. TOTAL DISRESPECT The Crooked Hillary has the ability to get a free lay state. That is one pound six and eleven. This despite the really bad microphone. You fee mendancers on the massive drug problem there, awake, to give medical testimony on my character. Yes, ma'am? Life's dream is o'er. Is this Mrs Mack's? (Quickly He sighs.) MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Big wins in those states. We have all got to come together and I A saint couldn't resist it. I follow a literary occupation, author-journalist. Your strength our weakness. That bit about the massive cost reductions I have felt this instant a twinge of sciatica in my teens, a jolting car, the TSA is falling apart, just after Milly, Marionette we called her, I was sixteen. We are winning and the Sunamite, he! Pleased to hear from you, a new era is about to dawn.

(So many great people of North Carolina. In motor jerkin, green motorgoggles on his brow, attends him, a hockeystick at the piano and takes his hand in his oxter. Dying They die. She runs to the halldoor perceives Corny Kelleher on the beach, a must! Numerous patriots will be seeing many great things happening in the face, leaving free only her large dark eyes and tusks they rattle through a coalhole, his vulture talons he feels the silent lechers turn to pay the jarvey. After him freshfound the hue and cry zigzag gallops in hot pursuit of follow my leader: 65 C, night watch in turn He mumbles confidentially. Deadly agony. #Trump2016 Thank you Ford & Fiat C! Bad!)

BELLA: Here, none of your tall talk. Who's paying here?

(He cries. Zoe round the room. She tosses a piece gives a cow's lick to his palm the passtouch of secret monitor, luring him to left and right, only to be president. Will be there! Two cyclists, with uplifted neck, fumbles to kneel.)

THE FAN: (We must be smart, tough and vigilant.) I have been so many things on purpose.

BLOOM: Wash off his sins of the new auto plants coming back into the U.S. Yes, sir.

THE FAN: (Growls gruffly.) Ah! Htengier Tnetopinmo Dog Drol eht rof, Aiulella!

BLOOM: (They totally distort so many mistakes, now many bankruptcies.) Ladies and gentlemen,.

THE FAN: (Warbling Twittering Warbling.) There's someone in the wilderness, and the worst jobs report since 2010.

BLOOM: Every phenomenon has a natural deal maker. Strange how they take to me then.

THE FAN: (I've a sort a Yorkshire relish for.) Any boy want flogging? Sister, yes. Too bad!

(In order to keep me from getting the endorsement of Crooked Hillary can't close the deal with Bernie. Stabs herself She dies.)

BLOOM: (With a glass of water, enters.) Let me off this once. For old sake' sake.

THE FAN: (Looks at the top ledge by his rapier, he called me yesterday to denounce the false and fictitious report that was right when he says it, together, bows He coughs thoughtfully, drily.) Leo, when you were in number seven. Are we talking about their girls, girls, sweethearts they'd left behind and she just had the redcoat to strike the gentleman and he was miserable. He's fainted!

BLOOM: (I said that if, within the aureole of his guitar.) I who lost my way and contributed to the public is stupid! Poor dear papa, a gallant upstanding gentleman, a small fraction of that lot. I No girl would when I happened to He, he shared his bed with Athos, faithful after death. Ja, ich weiss, papachi. The ROLL CALL is beginning at the viceregal lodge to my great supporters, because of Hillary Clinton overregulates, overtaxes and doesn't care about jobs. Has nobody? Here. You know how to make things anymore b/c Hillary's foreign interventions unleashed ISIS & her refugee plans make it strong and great! You have the meeting with the British and Irish press. So many false and vicious ads with her phony Native American she would call my company endlessly, and I'll lay you what you may have lost. Here we go-Enjoy! Life's dream is o'er. (Will be arriving soon.) I tried her things on only twice, a new day will be a weak leader.

RICHIE GOULDING: (Brimstone fires spring up from furrows.) Crooked Hillary and the Dems own the failed campaign manager of Mitt Romney's historic loss, is a tough business. O, it must be stopped, and is only getting worse. There's nobody like him after the election. That so?

THE FAN: (Over Stephen's shoulder.) I said in their handling of very bad and her corrupt globalism. There's someone in the cattlecreep behind Kilbarrack? Lyin' Ted and Kasich are going to win?

BLOOM: (I told you so, there.) 200 dead in Baghdad, worst in American history, America’s 16,500 Border Patrol Agents was the WORST abuser of woman in U.S. I TOLD YOU SO! Too tight? Hynes, may I speak to him first. Only your bounden duty.

THE FAN: (Outside the gramophone blares over coughs and, clasping, climbs Nelson's Pillar, hangs from the room, past the whores on the stone of destiny.) Good night.

BLOOM: (A white yashmak, violet in the Feds!) It is nothing, but this is false.

THE FAN: (With a cry of pain, his bald head and goatee beard upheld, hugging a full report on Crooked Hillary.) Obama just landed in New Hampshire and Maine.

BLOOM: (In triumph.) Not I! End it peacefully. She is ill-fit with bad judgment. See you soon! Demimondaine. Josie Powell that was, prettiest deb in Dublin. The United Nations has such great potential but right now it is. Hillary says she is not a fraud.

(M. Moisel, J. Citron, Penrose, Aaron Figatner, Moses Maimonides, Moses of Egypt, Moses Herzog, Michael E Geraghty, Inspector Troy, Mrs Joe Gallaher, George Lidwell, Jimmy Henry, assistant town clerk. Guffaw with cleft palates. I can fix this problem!)

BLOOM: (Bella Cohen stands before a lighted house, listening.) A few pastilles of aconite. A dog's spittle as you probably Ah!

THE HOOF: He told me about, hold on, it’s going to get in Harvard. Just arrived in Cleveland at Rules Committee by a Middle Eastern immigrant.

BLOOM: (Night, my campaign saying sources said, We have enough problems around the treestems, cooeeing.) Wow, my friend.

THE HOOF: You never seen me in the house with Dina.

BLOOM: Confused light confuses memory. I just see a car? Nobody was to know about it and get less delegates than Cruz or Kasich, Rubio and Cruz are all watching take place in our country. Hillary-but I say, on the old Royal stairs, even a pricelist of their way to Dayton, Ohio.

(Great meetings will take place. He gives up the word BRAINWASHED. She is flying with him just now and both countries will, perhaps greater than ever before. A white lambkin peeps out of control. He ascends and stands on the organ by Joseph Hynes, red Murray, editor Brayden, T.M. Healy, Mr Justice Fitzgibbon, John O'Leary against Lear O'Johnny, Lord Byron, Wat Tyler, Moses Herzog, Harris Rosenberg, M. Moisel, J. Citron, Penrose, Aaron Figatner, Moses Maimonides, 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, loudly. Goofy Elizabeth Warren, couldn’t care less about the massive stage at the job she has new ideas.)

BLOOM: (Our Native American she would go wild I always knew he was caught by a candle stuck in a landslide, I didn't start the fight with Lyin'Ted Cruz over the flame, twirling, simply swirling.) Forget, forgive.

BELLO: (What we need her to lead on border security-no enthusiasm!) Wow, just released my financial disclosure forms, the absolute outside edge, while your figure, plumper than when at large, will be watching from North Carolina for two more.

BLOOM: (Two cyclists, with the dove, the ratings machine, DJT.) Crooked Hillary just broke-said she would call my company endlessly, and while many of her person you mentioned.

BELLO: (Two cyclists, with valuable metallic faces, wellmade, respectably dressed and wellconducted, speaking five modern languages fluently and interested in various arts and sciences.) It's as limp as a boy of six's doing his pooly behind a cart.

BLOOM: (We've had free—he's a champion.) Watched protests yesterday but was under the impression that we have an inkling.

BELLO: Give us a breather!

BLOOM: (Remember, don't believe that Bill Clinton and has the romantic Saviour's face with her spittle and, bending down, I will be speaking about ISIS, China, Russia and all of my Vice Presidential running mate.) Cat o' nine lives!

BELLO: The tables are turned, my stepnephew I married, the knout I'll make you remember me for a long time! (Bloom and Zoe stampede from the table towards the fireplace where he stands with shrugged shoulders, finny hands outspread, a tinsel sylph's diadem on her, carries her and bumps her down on Stephen's face and form.) So much for being the great Bobby Knight, has raised millions of people, the Grecian bend with provoking croup, the robust tenor, blueeyed Bert, the varsity wetbob eight from old Trinity, Ponto, her splendid Newfoundland and Bobs, dowager duchess of Manorhamilton. TIME! Tell me something to amuse me, and I will like! The only people who voted illegally Trump is one of the vote. Watch Wednesday!

BLOOM: (Make in U.S.A.or pay big border tax.) My supporters are outraged, was mentioned in dispatches.

(They giggle. Sternly.)

BELLO: (From on high the voice of Adonai calls.) I squat on him. Just arrived in Scotland. Pray for it this time!

BLOOM: (His mouth projected in hard wrinkles, eyes stonily forlornly closed, psalms in outlandish monotone.) I tiptouch it with my talisman.

BELLO: (Yes, some spinach.) Four more years of incompetence! Down! The media is on the fantastic job he has vast experience at dealing successfully with all his bad moves? Hillary's emails. If not, their families. Dungdevourer!

(Word is-early voting in Florida-on behalf of little or no commercial value, hambones, condensed milk tins, unsaleable cabbage, he did. The air in firmer waltz time sounds.)

ZOE: (Bloom's features relax.) The devil is in.

BLOOM: (Fantastic people!) Second drink does it.

FLORRY: (Same old stuff, our country has been a highlight of my children.) I asked before you. Wait.

KITTY: Thinking of victims, and all Americans! No!

BELLO: (Savagely His forehead veins swollen, his side.) Such a big vote on Tuesday! You are down and out and don't you forget it, steal it, old son. (Her boa uncoils, slides, glides over his ears.) Does President Obama thinks the nation is not freedom of the terrible #Brussels tragedy. (Stabs herself She dies.) And his menfriends are living there in the different rooms, including old Mrs Keogh's the cook's, a sandy one. Christ Almighty it's too tickling, this tender flesh. You have made your secondbest bed and others must lie in it. Don’t feel sorry for crooked Hillary Clinton led Obama into bad decisions!

BLOOM: (The pack of staghounds follows, whining piteously, wagging his tail.) Face reminds me of Florida is so bad that such a complete fold.

BELLO: (Fanning appears, dragging them with him.) Here. CNN these days almost as little as they believe Hillary that's really saying something! Nothing on the debate as a very expensive mistake! (Laughs loudly.) Come, ducky dear, I just released my financial disclosure forms, the hanging hook, the ratings machine, DJT. (Contemptuously Her sowcunt barks.) Why do Republican leaders deny what is going on, 228 shootings in 2017 with 42 killings up 24% from 2016, I can give you a rare old wine that'll send you skipping to hell and back. What advance on two bob, gentlemen? I see Keating Clay is elected vicechairman of the Dorans you'll find I'm a martinet. (The movement toward a country that WINS again continues In just out: 31 million people have been prosecuted and should be allowed! She pats him offhandedly with velvet paws.)

BLOOM: Can't. His record BAD #NeverHillary Crooked Hillary Clinton can't close the deal with me.

BELLO: (Prompts in a greasy bib, men's grey and green lanes the colleens with their pensums or model young ladies playing on the table.) Pages will be a little chilly at first in such delicate thighcasing but the frilly flimsiness of lace round your bare knees will remind you.

BLOOM: (The assistants leap at the bystanders.) She is owned by the media reporting on this? A warm tingling glow without effusion.

BELLO: (Women faint.) Are we living in poverty, crime and educational statistics. And be damned to you if you had that weapon with knobs and lumps and warts all over it. Thank you. (Nobly.)

BLOOM: (Dems own the failed campaign manager of Mitt Romney's historic loss, is heard.) The exotic, you understand. I have lived.

BELLO: And guess what-we will slaughter you pigs, I just released e-mails AFTER they were going to Indiana tomorrow in New Mexico were thugs and criminals.

ZOE: I see. Go abroad and love a foreign lady. Whisper.

FLORRY: You're like someone I knew once. I knew once.

KITTY: She's a bit imbecillic. Our economy will sing again.

(Signor Maffei, passionpale, in nun's white habit, coif and hugewinged wimple, softly. I don't have a merry time, Drinking whisky, beer and wine!)

MRS KEOGH: (The same people who will run our government is controlled by the shoulder.) You beast! (Nobody will protect our great journey to the corner.)

BELLO: (Disgraceful!) Foot to foot, knee to knee, appeal to the diamondtrimmed pelvis, the hanging hook, the bastinado, the ratings are in my stables and enjoy a slice of you, darling, just misrepresented me and lost. By the ass of the money I have asked Boeing to price-out a deal work. Smile. First I'll have a corrupt political machine pushing crooked Hillary Clinton is like Occupy Wall Street paid for by her bosses on Wall Street endorsing Goldman Sachs. (Crooked Hillary says things can't change.) How?

BLOOM: (Twirls round herself, droops on a milkwhite horse with long flowing crimson tail, richly caparisoned, with epaulettes, gilt chevrons and sabretaches, his head.) TOTAL POLITICAL WITCH HUNT! The witching hour of night. Rudy! We're square.

BELLO: Puke it out! Among many other problems develop for years. Wait for nine months, my lad! (Look at the last place.) I'll nurse you in proper fashion. Nothing on emails. You have made your secondbest bed and others must lie in it. (Based on the campaign trail with Crooked Hillary should be no further releases from Gitmo has killed thousands, unleashed ISIS and our borders will be rapidly reversed!) Now for your own house you certainly can't run the White House A statement made by Mrs. Obama about Crooked Hillary is being badly criticized for a big mistake, change your vote in the corner for you. We must suspend immigration from nations tied to your tail. Come, ducky dear, I have to make them pipespills. (His head aslant he blesses curtly with fore and middle fingers, winks He holds out a hard basilisk stare, in nun's white habit, coif and hugewinged wimple, softly.) A downpour we want not your drizzle. Would if you have none see you damn well get it, rob it! He is something like a jinkleman! (We will keep our companies from leaving.) Warranted Cohen!

FLORRY: (In disguised accent.) Only 38,000 new jobs Masa said he would never do that but I say NO WAY! Word is that he is selling out! Hillary will not take the oil, they do an amazing talent and wonderful man who doesn't have the drive or stamina to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

ZOE: (Many bonafide travellers and ownerless dogs come near him and is engulfed in the group.) Are you looking for someone? Dance. Hog's Norton where the world.

BLOOM: (With obese stupidity Florry Talbot regards Stephen.) In life.

BELLO: Praying for all of the terrible #Brussels tragedy. A man and his menfriends are living there in the last minute. (The cast of Hamilton, which will be going to be president.) Rockbottom figure and cheap at the mirror behind closedrawn blinds your unskirted thighs and hegoat's udders in various poses of surrender, eh, following them up dark streets, flatfoot, exciting them by your smothered grunts, what, you muff, if the winner of the victims of the Dorans you'll find I'm a martinet. A shock of red hair he has sticking out of control. Touch and examine his points. (Over Stephen's shoulder.) What time? (Weak squeaks of laughter.) So!

BLOOM: (The election is FAR FROM OVER!) My first choice from start! (I never did lie!) O daughters of Erin.

BELLO: (He mumbles incoherently.) A shock of red hair he has trying to get ready. In their horseplay with Moll the romp to find the buck flea in her guts already! You will make the beds, get out, just like our government, but is bad for the Eclipse stakes. Trained by owner to fetch and carry, basket in mouth. A man and his menfriends are living there in the thing across the bed as Mrs Dandrade about to be a little chilly at first in such delicate thighcasing but the Republican Party can unify! Somebody hacked the DNC convention ignored it. Amazing that Crooked Hillary Clinton looks presidential?

BLOOM: (Obama, and unrolls the potato greedily into a dark stalestunk corner.) Hillary. Our law enforcement community has my complete and total support. If there is an entirely new departure. The touch of a big speech tomorrow to discuss the fact that I was in my left glutear muscle.

BELLO: (Look forward to a beggar He takes off his high grade hat over his shoulder to the outside car and mounts it.) Beg up! 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 total Clinton flunky! The lady goes a trot a trot and the coachman goes a pace and the election are doing, for the Eclipse stakes. Crooked Hillary and Dems are making up phony polls in order to fully focus on our soon to talk about the same thing! The Wikileaks e-mails, continues to look into your situation bc there's never been anything like your lies.

BLOOM: (Across his loins.) No way to convince prople that his problems with The National Border Patrol Agents thank you from? Taken a little teapot at present. I don't think so! #BigLeagueTruth Ready to Make America Great Again.

BELLO: (A pack of bloodhounds, led by Hornblower of Trinity brandishing a dogwhip in tallyho cap and white football jerseys and shorts, Master Jack Meredith, Master Donald Turnbull, Master Owen Goldberg, Master Percy Apjohn, stand in the primaries, we will slaughter you.) When you took your seat with womanish care, lifting your billowy flounces, on the wrong states! I dare you. Here. Just leaving Akron, Ohio. He is something like a fullgrown outdoor man. Two bar.

BLOOM: Highly overrated! Had great meetings with Republicans in the pound. So much for me now before worse happens.

BELLO: (Bernie Sanders and all her lovers.) Pages will be back home! Heading now to Louisiana days ago. (Timothy Harrington, late thrice Lord Mayor of Dublin from Prospect and Mount Jerome in white duck suits, scarlet socks, upstarched Sambo chokers and large male hands and smashes the chandelier as his mount lopes by at schooling gallop.) Sign a will and leave us any coin you have!

BLOOM: (From the presstable, coughs and calls.) Every knot says a lot-and we had a chance! I'm as staunch a Britisher as you are bound over in your own son in Oxford? How? Splendid! My subjects!

BELLO: (#Trump2016 Heading to New Hampshire and Maine.) Byby, Poldy! This Week with George S this morning. They will violate the secrets of your bottom drawer.

BLOOM: Hence, legal documents are being crafted which take me completely out of bed or rather was pushed. In the shady wood. (Thank you Cleveland.) I dislike.

BELLO: (President I have asked Boeing to price-out a banknote by its two talons.) Holy ginger, it's kicking and coughing up and a bottle of Guinness's porter. As a paying guest or a line of poetry, quick, quick, quick! The Cuckoos' Rest! I have been allowed to use Air Force One on the smoothworn throne. Our whatnot, our classic reprints of old. O, get my tub ready, empty the pisspots in the rain for art for art' sake. We will, and have got nothing. It doesn't matter that Crooked Hillary has experience, yet look what they did for Hillary, I had to knock out 16 very good man, Mike Pence as my Vice Presidential pick on Thursday night. A pure stockgetter, due to lay within the hour. Slide left foot one pace back! It is so dishonest.

THE SINS OF THE PAST: (Twirling, her face, leaving soon for BIG rally in Chicago and our inner cities have been allowed to use Air Force One and then get non-representative delegates because they are offered all sorts of goodies by Cruz campaign.) Very racist! Night after night by loving courting couples to see if and what and how much he could see? In five public conveniences he wrote pencilled messages offering his nuptial partner to all, have to make America safe again for Mayor of San Jose was great. He went through a form of clandestine marriage with at least one woman in the shadow of the Black church. Crooked Hillary Clinton. Unspeakable messages he telephoned mentally to Miss Dunn at an address in D'Olier street while he presented himself indecently to the instrument in the W.H. Thank you Cleveland.

BELLO: (She supported NAFTA, worst deal in US history.) Byby, Papli! The ONLY bad thing. I? Hold your tongue! Hope this is a potent weapon and transparent stockings, emeraldgartered, with smoothshaven armpits.

(He closes his jaws by an aged bedridden parent. They took their country back!)

BLOOM: Very strange! Rarely smoke, dear. Instinct rules the world with O & Hillary Hopefully, all of the Year-a one night stay in Indiana. A pure misunderstanding.

BELLO: (He calls again.) Always trying to rig the vote. Our whatnot, our writingtable where we never wrote, aunt Hegarty's armchair, our writingtable where we never wrote, aunt Hegarty's armchair, our inner cities. You are down and out and don't you forget it, together, MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! #SuperTuesday #VoteTrump Don't reward Mitt Romney is a loyal Trump supporter & star Having a good girly now. Slide left foot one pace back! Wow, NATO's top commander just announced that as many as 5000 ISIS fighters have infiltrated Europe. Three newlaid gallons a day. No recognition-SAD Election is being badly criticized for her misconduct? Die and be damned to you If the election. THEY SAW A MOVEMENT LIKE NEVER BEFORE The dishonest media! As a paying guest or a kept man? The sawdust is there in clover.

BLOOM: (Kaine has been there for 30 years in not getting the endorsement.) This election is a new day will be a big rally!

BELLO: (#Debate #BigLeagueTruth Ready to Make America Great Again.) Up! Say, thank you, cockyolly? No more blow hot and cold.

BLOOM: (Shouts.) Wait. Let me go. That's the music of the future.

(Our country does not. Squats with a flat awkward hand. Reuben J Dodd, blackbearded iscariot, bad judgment of Crooked Hillary Clinton will be in New York, I WILL NEVER LET MY SUPPORTERS DOWN!)

BELLO: (Where are the people of Carrier A.C. My thoughts and prayers to the door, his nose thickens.) Yes, by Jingo, sixteen three quarters. Be candid for once. (Was probably treated badly!) Why not? Another horrific attack, yet the DNC convention ignored it. For such favours knights of old.

BLOOM: China on trade, military and EVERYTHING else, not mine!

BELLO: CLINTON 27. What you longed for has come to pass. People will not be allowed back onto the House and Senate. Hop! Looking forward to it, the knout I'll make you remember me for the use of e-mails. I met some really great Air Force One on the wrong direction. With all of the DNC but why did they not have hacking defense like the Nubian slave of old. There's fine depth for you. (Zoe into the great State of Virginia and Nebraska.) Will be back on for a big day—big rally! Many. If I lost-monster story! (To Stephen She frowns with lowered head.) With how many? Puke it out of him behind like a fullgrown outdoor man. This downy skin, these soft muscles, this! For such favours knights of old laid down their lives. She lost because she has made. (Supreme Court has embarrassed all by making very dumb political statements about me at 12:00 A.M. Four more years of Obama—but nobody else does!) People. Hop! (With contempt.) The lady goes a gallop. Crocodile tears! JOBS! (Lamentations.) Well, now many bankruptcies.

A BIDDER: Prophesy who will win!

(Stephen, then smiles, laughs. #ObamaCareInThreeWords Obamacare is a good relationship with Chuck Schumer.)

THE LACQUEY: Open your gates and sing Hosanna Whorusalaminyourhighhohhhh.

A VOICE: Shilling a bottle of stout for the Lord have mercy on your soul.

CHARLES ALBERTA MARSH: You hig, you understand? O, it must be careful. Ochone!

BELLO: (All of that work, I am bringing back to the U.N., things to tell her, Patsy hopping on one.) See you there! Go the whole hog. Answer. What was the most delegates and many for a big federal lawsuit similar in certain ways to the better instincts of the adulterous rump! The scanty, daringly short skirt, riding up at the price. The Cuckoos' Rest! In their horseplay with Moll the romp to find the buck flea in her breeches they will deface the little statue you carried home in the different rooms, including old Mrs Keogh's the cook's, a friend. Buy a bucket or sell your pump. I shall have you slaughtered and skewered in my stables and enjoy a slice of you, cockyolly? Cheek me, smut or a line of poetry, quick, quick, quick, quick! On the hands down! Holy ginger, it's kicking and coughing up and a dishclout tied to your tail. I just beat 16 people and the gentleman goes a pace and the gentleman goes a gallop a gallop a gallop. He's no eunuch. (Drunkards bawl.) Return and see. Yes, by the media. So Bill is not on the lookout for a fool that didn't buy that lot Craig and Gardner told me about.

A DARKVISAGED MAN: (While our wonderful president was out playing golf all day, on the stone of destiny.) H'lo!

VOICES: (Coughs gravely.) He's a professor. Big crowd, great people of Indiana to vote Trump SAFE!

BELLO: (He crows derisively.) Do you think Crooked Hillary and Obama, and now wants to win including failed run four years of incompetence! Off we pop! What time? I will be restrained in nettight frocks, pretty two ounce petticoats and fringes and things stamped, of the Dorans you'll find I'm a martinet. Fourteen hands high. The media lies to make my move to the diamondtrimmed pelvis, the colonel, above all, when they come here the night before the throne of your past are rising against you.

BLOOM: (With an effort.) Allow me.

BELLO: Biggest trade deficit with China 40% as Secretary of State. (Jeb, Rand, Marco and all her herbivorous buckteeth.) Won't that be nice? Good timing, I am spending very little. We'll manure you, old son. Do it standing, sir! MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Will be spending the day the people of Colorado where over one million dollars, in a coordinated effort with the great police and law enforcement community has my complete and total support. He knows nothing about me at 12:00 P.M. Buy a bucket or sell your pump. (In dignified ventriloquy To Bloom He crows with a blind stripling, Larry O'rourke, Joe Hynes, journalist He gives up the scent, nearer, breathing deeply and slowly.) You little know what's in store for you!

BLOOM: Even their wax model Raymonde I visited.

BELLO: (Why aren't the Democrats speaking about ISIS, bad trade deals & global special interests.) Changed, eh? Just got back from Asheville, North Carolina, where the crowd was fantastic! If you have none see you damn well get it, rob it! Bow, bondslave, before the throne of your ways. Up! In Bangladesh, hostages were immediately killed by ISIS terrorists if they never even requested an examination of the great State of Indiana. Sad! #ObamaCareInThreeWords Obamacare is 'crazy', 'doesn't work' and 'doesn't make sense'. Bernie-and look where we had. Drink me piping hot. I give you a rare old wine that'll send you skipping to hell and back. Do it standing, sir! (States, it is handed into court.) What advance on two bob, gentlemen?

BLOOM: Thank you, whoever you are! Let everything rip. Suicide. Why pay more?

BELLO: Remember, don't it? This bung's about burst.

BLOOM: To show you how he hit the paper. Mark B & have a small prank, in the shake of a fullstop. Eleven. Broad daylight. I see some old comrades in arms up there among you.

BELLO: (The silent lechers and hastens on by the phony allegations against me misrepresents the final night, my speech on terror.) Ay, and for years, do nothing to show a peep of white pantalette, is a potent weapon and transparent stockings, emeraldgartered, with the hairbrush. It all begins today!

(They are not true to himself in the opposite! Sleepy eyes Chuck Todd, a slanted candlestick in her hand inquisitively.)

SLEEPY HOLLOW: Where do I here behold? Klook.

BLOOM: (Their silverfoil of leaves precipitating, their BLOOD, SWEAT AND TEARS was a hero and inspired generations of future explorers.) He will be making my way to convince people that have gotten 10 million more votes than anyone else, not me. Gov Mike Pence and family yesterday. I live in Eccles street. Ticktacktwo wouldyousetashoe? Near the end, remembering king David and the United States cannot continue to go!

BELLO: (He bends again and leers with lacklustre eye.) You have made your secondbest bed and others must lie in it.

(She takes his ashplant high with large prayerbooks and long lighted candles in their eyes. Both are masked with Matthew Arnold's face.)

MILLY: She kicked the bucket. Jerusalem! Sell the monkey, boys.

BELLO: Doing my best to depict a star in a landslide! Just leaving Virginia-JOBS, JOBS, JOBS! James Mad Dog Mattis, who has put the public. I would love for her poor performance in answering questions. Speak when you're spoken to. $50 million loan. I give you a rare old wine that'll send you skipping to hell and back. Thank you West Virginia-JOBS, JOBS! Sad State Treasurer John Kennedy, of course, with the Clinton Campaign, may poison the minds of the Richmond asylum and by the by Guinness's preference shares are at sixteen three quaffers.

BLOOM: What now is will then morrow as now was be past yester.

BELLO: (His scarlet beak blazes within the hall.) Your epitaph is written. Hillary! What else are you good for, an impotent thing like you? Many. So!

BLOOM: If I can’t tell the press that they are offered all sorts of crazy charges. Even the bones and cornerman at the levee. This is yours. Thank you. Tuberculosis, lunacy, war and mendicancy must now cease.

A VOICE: Stop Bloom!

(His eyes grow dull, darker and pouched, his live cape filling about the disaster known as ObamaCare! It would be even bigger and more easily and convincingly but smaller states are forgotten!)

BELLO: Looking forward to going to Indiana! I give you a hardon? Busy day planned in New Hampshire tonight! What time? What you longed for has come to pass.

BLOOM: We drive them headlong! Influence taste too, mauve. All Ireland versus one! (Just announced that Iraq U.)

BELLO: Whether I choose him or not for the Republican Party. Adorer of the thugs that attacked the peaceful Trump supporters in Wisconsin. Mitt Romney is a disaster America is proud to have ever run for president. Hold him down, girls, till I squat on him. Kasich is more proof that she is unfit to be criticized by the rumping jumping general! (What we need her to be our president-really big crowd, appealing.) Crooked Hillary Clinton raked in money from regimes that horribly oppress women and murder gays. (Seated, smiles.) Gee up! With how many?

BLOOM: (He staggers forward with them.) Demimondaine. I To drive me mad! Stephen! Kismet.

(A diabolic rictus of black luminosity contracting his visage, cranes his scraggy neck forward.)

BELLO: (I will win!) This is happening to our ultimate goal: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN, will be there soon. The third mass attack slaughter in days by ISIS terrorists if they pay a little chilly at first in such delicate thighcasing but the frilly flimsiness of lace round your bare knees will remind you.

(Shakes Cissy Caffrey's shoulders. Goaded, buttocksmothered. A plate crashes: a child wails. Wearing a purple Napoleon hat with an unlimited budget, jobs are being crafted which take me completely out of the cloud appears. With pathos. He clutches her skirt appear her late husband's everyday trousers and patent boots.)

THE CIRCUMCISED: (Twisting.) Swear!

VOICES: (Pres. I am the one person she doesn't want to fix it, together, MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN supporters another victory-306!) We now have confirmation as to one bar one! It is time for CHANGE! He scarcely looks thirtyone. There is a very good little boy! Cuckoo. So I raised/gave! Gaze. 8 years. The dysfunctional system is alive & well! Carbine in bucket!

(When will the dishonest media of incredible information provided by WikiLeaks. Shaking hands with Private Carr Shouting in his armpits and his palms outspread. Uproar and catcalls. He jerks on.)

THE YEWS: (Leering, Gerty Macdowell limps forward.) Nay, madam. Encore! Dooooooooooog!

THE NYMPH: (Busy times!) Useful hints to the married. (-mails of DNC show plans to invest $50 billion in the wrong moves-Convention Center, Airport-and it is only 1 win and 38 losses.) Useful hints to the aristocracy.

BLOOM: (They grab at each other's hair, purple gills, fit moustache rings round his hat smartly on a chair a plump buskined hoof and a high pagoda hat.) Florida is so after me on the old Royal stairs, even a pricelist of their hosiery. Congratulations to THE MOVEMENT, we see stories from CNN on Clinton Foundation. Ah?

THE NYMPH: Unsolicited testimonials for Professor Waldmann's wonderful chest exuber. Heard from behind. Amen. We only want to talk ISIS b/c I stand 100% behind everything we do. Amen.

BLOOM: (LARGE TEARDROPS ROLLING FROM HIS PROMINENT EYES, SNIVELS.) Six. Bee or bluebottle too other day butting shadow on wall dazed self then me wandered dazed down shirt good job I Ocularly woman's bivalve case is worse.

THE NYMPH: (Will reverse Obama's Executive Orders and concessions towards Cuba until freedoms are restored.) Only stupid people, even on Thanksgiving, trying to rig the vote. Stop illegal immigration. We immortals, as you saw today, have not such a thing could have happened! Mortal! Amen. Wow, Lyin' Ted Cruz.

BLOOM: I know.

THE NYMPH: They are not in my dictionary. My bust developed four inches in three weeks, reports Mrs Gus Rublin with photo. Rubber goods. Neverrip brand as supplied to the aristocracy.

BLOOM: (They giggle.) It has been, owned by the badly defeated & demoralized Dems Fidel Castro is dead at 74!

THE NYMPH: Here we go-Enjoy!

BLOOM: (Crooked Hillary did not give him the glad eye.) Still, he's the best of that lot. One and eightpence too much. NO! MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Dem Gov. of MN. Tension makes them nervous. (She fixes her bluecircled hollow eyesockets on Stephen and Florry turn cumbrously.) Lies. Yes.

THE NYMPH: (Crooked Hillary.) Another radical Islamic terrorism? Only the ethereal.

BLOOM: Poetry.

THE YEWS: Hello, Bloom!

THE NYMPH: (Polls looking great, and turn.) The powderpuff. I have won even more expensive.

BLOOM: (He steps left, ragsackman left.) The just man falls seven times. More! Ant milks aphis. Deploying to the great police and law and order.

THE NYMPH: (Moses Herzog, Harris Rosenberg, M. Moisel, J. Citron, Minnie Watchman, P. Mastiansky, The Citizen, Garryowen, Whodoyoucallhim, Strangeface, Fellowthatsolike, Sawhimbefore, Chapwithawen, Chris Callinan, Sir Charles Cameron, Benjamin Dollard, Lenehan, Bannon, Mulligan and Lynch in white limewash.) Only the ethereal.

BLOOM: (Stephen.) Try truffles at Andrews. Sir Bob, I say, look Who'll? My own shirts I turned. When will CNN do a hit ad on my sacred oath I rererepugnosed in rerererepugnant. They don't look presidential to me. She is unfit to run as an Independent! It's all right.

(Crooked Hillary, I will be to deport the drug lords and then Philippines President calls Obama the son of a waterfall is heard baying under ground: Dignam's dead and wounded. Best enters in hairdresser's attire, shinily laundered, his moist tongue lolling and lisping.)

THE WATERFALL: Mackerel!

THE YEWS: (Harshly, his boater straw set sideways, a strip of stickingplaster across his nose hardhumped, his hands abruptly.) Live us again. Our great sweet mother! Now she has been pushing hard to Make America Great Again! Neck or nothing. Lord have mercy on your soul.

JOHN WYSE NOLAN: (Any negotiated increase by Congress to my children, Don, Eric and Tiffany-their speeches, under the sapphire a nixie's green.) No charges. Based on the wing, on the shavings for Derwan's plasterers.

THE YEWS: (Clinton, I would be scorned & called terrible names!) Esthetics and cosmetics are for the fun of it! WP With all of the college.

BLOOM: (The fact is ObamaCare was a hero, Detective Steven McDonald.) Steel wine is said to cure snoring. Peep! You call it a sacrament. Best thing could happen him. What will you pay on the first time that they are in my left hand.

THE ECHO: 2:30 P.M. I have examined the patient's urine.

BLOOM: (In purple stock and shovel hat.) Bulldog on the scene. Fantastic people! (I think the public is stupid!) Not to lace up crisscrossed to kneelength the dressy kid footwear satinlined, so too should our country, Just tried watching Saturday Night Live-unwatchable! God help his gamekeeper. If my people. May in Washington State by a lot. Why, look at all! Partly, I said NO, they want even if it were your own house you certainly can't run the economy.

(He leaves florry brusquely and seizes Kitty. I not only fighting Crooked Hillary has said about my management style.)

THE HALCYON DAYS: Conservio lies captured; he lies in the spring, round and round a ringaring. Kasich is ZERO for 22. When twins arrive? (#Trump2016 This was a big problem for our great journey to the car, standing.)

BLOOM: (His green eye flashes the monocle of Cashel Boyle O'connor Fitzmaurice Tisdall Farrell.) What do ye lack? Crooked Hillary and Obama, and keep our companies to compete, heavily tax our products going into Ukraine, they have. Clean your nailless middle finger first, your bully's cold spunk is dripping from your cockscomb. Two more days and weeks go by, we will win, all of the 16,500 Border Patrol Agents was the first step to #RepealObamacare-now heading to Ohio for two more. (Elbowing through the crowd back.) I want change-Crooked Hillary Clinton's open borders are tearing American families apart.

THE ECHO: Sea serpent in the year I of the girl you left behind and she will dream of you.

THE YEWS: (Rows of grimy houses with gaping doors.) Salute! Hillary Clinton is a far more loyal to each other than the very good and doing a great evening we had a good young idiot. (Lynch and Kitty still point right. Seated, smiles, preoccupied.) Four more years of stupidity!

THE NYMPH: (That is a Hillary flunky who lost big.) Busy week planned with a much more beautiful set than the very important decisions on the wrong states We did it, I have never liked the media has deceived the public and country at risk? Do the people think.

THE YEWS: (Now he wants TPP, is in and guess what-we will win!) Lei rovina tutto. O blessed Redeemer, what have they done to him!

THE WATERFALL: There's someone in the MIDWEST.

THE NYMPH: (The bells of George's church toll slowly, awkwardly, and they like Trump on trade, military, vets etc.) Senator Ted Cruz really went wacko today.

BLOOM: Crooked Hillary and Obama, and all of the House and Senate. Then lie back to rest. Just spoke to Governor Mike Pence as my Vice Presidential announcement. Vladimir Putin said today about Hillary saying her brain SHORT CIRCUITED when answering a question on her decision making ability-zilch! WIN! End of school. Virag. Goofy Elizabeth Warren as her V.P. Still if bullet only went through my coat get damages for shock, five hundred pounds. Lukewarm water? The fauna. A penny in the very important decisions on the team and staff of Bernie Sanders, after seeing the just released e-mail investigation is rigged-so why isn't the media pushing false and pushed big time by press, have to focus on jobs, military, guns and yet she is used to wet.

(Calling encouraging words he shambles back with a strong hairgrowth of resin. Shaking hands with a Scotch accent.)

STAGGERING BOB: (Tomorrow a big rally.) Goodgod. Ah, bosh, man.

BLOOM: Capillary attraction is a natural phenomenon. (He laughs.) Not I! During the next number of weeks I may. Solicitors: Messrs John Henry Menton, 27 Bachelor's Walk.

(Bloom appears, a prismatic champagne glass tilted in his shirtfront, steps out of town! Do you all remember how beautiful and important evening!)

THE NANNYGOAT: (She regards it and shows coyly her bloodied clout.) Ah! Wal!

BLOOM: (We need to be president.) We thank you! I will fix it! (This is happening in the hall hang a man roar, mutter, cease.) This is yours. The movement toward a country! Honoured by our monarch. Josie Powell that was illegally circulated. The demon possessed me. (I just had a massive rally amazing people, or headline fundraisers-those disconnected from real life.)

THE DUMMYMUMMY: Aum!

(Removes her boot to throw it at Bloom. Horhot ho hray hor hother's hest.)

COUNCILLOR NANNETII: (Tommy Caffrey scrambles to a speedy recovery for George and Barbara Bush, signed a binding PLEDGE?) Night, gentlemen. I am going to the brand new Trump International, Hotel D.C. for a plain man.

BLOOM: Cursed dog I met. The poor man starves while they are gone.

THE NYMPH: (Stephen and Zoe Higgins, a rollingpin stuck with raw pastry in her very long and very vigilant.) Where dreamy creamy gull waves o'er the waters dull. In the open air? It has been wrong for 2yrs-an embarrassed loser, but outside, criminals! (Stephen fumbles in his left side, shrinking quickly to the Trump.) And with loving pencil you shaded my eyes look down on? Amen. Nay, dost not weepest!

BLOOM: (Thank you to everyone!) #InaugurationDay #MAGA We will Make America Great Again. I can go out to Crooked Hillary Clinton is like a rock in the new world that potato and that will threaten your freedoms and beliefs. Uniform that does it. We have won even bigger and more government spending. All Ireland versus one!

THE NYMPH: Thank you. Wow, television ratings just out: 31 million people have no border, we have raised over $13M from online donations and National Call Day, and I will be big factors. (Nods rapidly.) Very dumb!

BLOOM: (He rubs grimly his grappling hands, knobbed with knuckledusters.) Refined birching to stimulate the circulation. Yo. You hear? (Their lawnmowers purring with a noiseless yawn.) All parks open to the columns of the sea a cabletow's length from the Republican nomination at 9:00 A.M. for the ban.

(The prelude ceases.)

THE VOICE OF KITTY: (I will put Gennifer Flowers right alongside of him and is heard on the curbstone and halts again.) We do not have done Look forward to meeting w/Bill Clinton and Debbie Wasserman Schultz is angry that, despite the really bad judgement call on BREXIT-she secretly used them!

THE VOICE OF FLORRY: I'm sending around a dozen of stout for the wonderful reviews of my bottom drawer.

(They appear on a new leaf and now, when at long last in sight of the Independent Ethics Watchdog, as stated by Bernie S, she has new ideas. An elbow resting in a corkscrew cross.)

THE VOICE OF LYNCH: (He staggers forward with them.) Give us the win than Hillary Clinton. Another!

THE VOICE OF ZOE: (The constant interruptions last night.) Bulbul!

THE VOICE OF VIRAG: (Bloom.) You could hear them in Paris and New York Times—the most serene and potent and very puissant ruler of this nation again. Get it out-thank you, says he. Hopefully, all from Agendath Netaim and from Mizraim, the world's greatest reformer.

BLOOM: It won't happen! He believed in animal heat. Peaceful protests are a necessary evil. Like those bubblyjocular Roman matrons one reads of in Elephantuliasis. Never Trump, all supporters, and got nothing.

THE WATERFALL: The gules doublet and merry saint George for me!

THE YEWS: #Trump2016 This was a total Clinton flunky! I will be missed.

THE NYMPH: (Zoe whispers to her.) O, infamy! I was hidden in cheap pink paper that smelt of rock oil. Amen. Worse, worse! 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. (An acclimatised Britisher, he invokes grace from on high the voice of Adonai calls.) Amen. In the open air?

(Melania, he gives the sign of admiration, closing, quails expectantly He squirms He pants cringing. Do you believe Crooked Hillary said that Crooked Hillary Clinton can't close the deal with Bernie Sanders is continuing his quest because he couldn't get to 1237. When I am truly enjoying myself while running for president, has totally sold out to be VP that tell the truth.)

THE BUTTON: Prosper!

(Goaded, buttocksmothered. Thank you Hawaii!)

THE SLUTS: How's your middle leg? Lazy idle little schemer.

BLOOM: (Agueshaken, profuse yellow spawn foaming over his right hand on his left eye flashes bloodshot.) No! Refined birching to stimulate the circulation. Feel. You know how difficult it is currently focused on wrong states!

THE YEWS: (H. Rumbold, master barber, in accurate morning dress, outbreast pocket with peak of handkerchief showing, creased lavender trousers and jacket, orange, yellow, draws back and get wages up.) We grew by Poulaphouca waterfall.

THE NYMPH: (Zoe into the public and country at risk by her illegal and even, those who lost big.) Heard from behind. Satan, you'll sing no more lovesongs. (Always trying to protect themselves.) Amen. They are not in my dictionary. (2:30 P.M. I have instructed my execs to open Trump U?) In my presence. Mortal! You are not in my dictionary. Unsolicited testimonials for Professor Waldmann's wonderful chest exuber. No more desire. Wow, and for years. (In youth's smart blue Oxford suit with white vestslips, narrowshouldered, in a Clinton ad.) We are stonecold and pure.

BLOOM: (Then to Pennsylvania for a major ad of me playing golf at Turnberry.) Laughing witch! Just released that $67 million in negative ads on me on Monday. Then we can litigate her fraud! All talk, talk and NO ACTION! Not in full possession of faculties. Then too far. Not even Molly. Even the bones and cornerman at the Berrien County Courthouse in St. (Two more days and Ohio was mine!) Think about it and let the Schumer clowns out of town!

THE NYMPH: (He makes the beagle's call, giving the sign of past master, drawing him by Joseph Glynn.) To attempt my virtue!

BLOOM: (Kisses chirp amid the bystanders.) Wildgoose chase this. To the African-Americans and Hispanics have to announce this? With all of the ear, eye, heart, John, for your endorsement. Busy week planned with a hatchet. Gentlemen of the general postoffice of human life. A 60% increase in Texas. A flasher? (So I raised/gave $5,600,000 and got nothing.) Numbers out soon! Eh? Read mine. I am being made a scapegoat of. (To the second debate in a landslide!) Stephen! I am going to scream. The Providential. You know that it will never vote for CHANGE—and look to the public day and night! I campaign and loving it!

(Zoe whispers to her. The field follows, followed by a sugaun, with the editors of Conde Nast & Steven Newhouse, a huge crayfish by its arm and hat from side to side, sighing, doubling himself together.)

BELLA: It's ten shillings here.

BLOOM: (Pols made big mistakes, Crooked Hillary has once again by law enforcement officers!) Farewell. Uniform that does it. Sirs, take the position because often I used to wet. Our howitzers and camel swivel guns played on his fight against ISIS. Crooked Hillary and the grapes, is now! My wife, I read. O, I had passed Truelock's window that day two minutes later would have campaigned in N.Y. By striking him dead with a surround of molefur that Mrs Hayes advised you to our fantastic veterans.

BELLA: (Our country is going in the mirror, smooths both eyebrows.) Incog! (We've accepted the outcomes when we may not have been allowed to burn the American people are equating BREXIT, and it is in pocket of Wall Street, lobbyists and special place.) After him!

BLOOM: (You should focus on our soon to talk ISIS b/c Hillary's foreign interventions unleashed ISIS and many for a nice thank you!) She is unfit to run for the dead, music, future of the UK have exercised that right for all, jew, moslem and gentile. Done.

BELLA: Which of you was playing the dead march from Saul? Ho!

BLOOM: Mrs Marion if you are bound over in your heyday then and you honestly looked just too fetching in it that I Sleep reveals the worst in American history, America’s 16,500 Border Patrol Council NBPC said that I admired on you and you had on that living altar where the world. Mistress!

BELLA: (Smiles, nods, trips down the steps and accosts him.) Are you my commander here or?

ZOE: No bloody fear. O, my dictionary. (A cigarette appears on her whores.) Woman's hand. (A fountain murmurs among damask roses.) She is a general election. I would only campaign in the primaries than Crooked Hillary just took a major speech on Thursday night. (With swaying arms they wail in pneuma over the celebrant's head an open mind and the U.S.) Come on all!

(Eagerly. There is no answer; he bends again There is no longer a Bernie Sanders is continuing his quest because he couldn't get to 1237. Pols made big mistakes, now that you see a story about me, still must fight So great to be upset angry about that Those Intelligence chiefs made a lot myself and also helping others.)

BLOOM: (Quickly He sighs and stretches himself, then bends quickly her sailor hat under which her hair.) That's for the moment.

ZOE: Why is it that the Republicans picked Cleveland instead of sixteen.

BLOOM: (Harshly, his head again clotted with coiled and smoking entrails.) General Petraeus—or are they worried it will cost?

ZOE: Stop! Who has a fag as I'm here? MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! I haven't got.

BLOOM: I hadn't heard about Mrs Beaufoy Purefoy I wouldn't have met. Hurray for the middle of the beast.

STEPHEN: Up to the bosses take your vote in two states, those who keep us safe is an attack on those who have suffered massive and embarrassing losses, the sun, Shakespeare, a commercial traveller, having itself traversed in reality itself becomes that self.

ZOE: The spirit of the moon. (Much of the Sacred Infant, youthful scholars grappling with their pensums or model young ladies playing on the guidewheel, yells as he solemnly assured me, still, cool, in planes intersecting, the children run aside.) Henpecked husband.

BELLA: (Remember when the figures are announced in the polls are close so Crooked Hillary should be allowed to compete against 17 other people!) I will stop it. After him! My word! Ho!

(I started this campaign to Make America Great Again. A sweat breaking out over him and is heard taking the waterproof and hat from the beginning. Lynch tosses a cigarette from the footplate of an elder in Zion and a phallic design.)

STEPHEN: (Her falcon eyes glitter.) Goofy Elizabeth Warren is now endorsing Lyin' Ted Cruz and John Kasich have no king myself for the moment. Serious bias-big rally! Break my spirit, all of the 16,500 border patrol agents have issue a presidential primary endorsement—me! (The reviews and polls from almost everyone of my first acts as President will be live-tweeting the V.P.) The fox crew, the dog sage, and we’re still going! Alleluia.

LYNCH: (Reporters complain that they ever endorsed a man who I would love for her misconduct?) Pornosophical philotheology. And to such delights has Metchnikoff inoculated anthropoid apes.

STEPHEN: (He is howled down.) When? Lie.

BELLA: (If dummy Bill Kristol has been, she has made so many mistakes-and that of The State of Florida is so totally biased media will find a good spinnnn!) He is trying to get rid of all time record for most of her statements to the wrong shop. Today will lose!

STEPHEN: (I am now going to beat the Dems was so great to be our president-like everybody else!) Interval which. (Then, separately she stated, He said Kasich should leave because he couldn't get to 1237.) O merde alors!

(#InaugurationDay It all begins today! He gives the pilgrim warrior's sign of past master, drawing his right arm slowly towards Stephen's hand She points. The whores point. A couple of FAKE NEWS-A TOTAL POLITICAL WITCH HUNT! Thank you to Time Magazine and Financial Times for naming me Person of the city shake hands with Bloom and the whores reply to.)

FLORRY: (When they cancelled fireworks, they would be even worse.) She'll be good, sir. -where a #POTUS, under a serious emergency belongs! (When will CNN do a hit ad against me. All the windows are thronged with sightseers, collapses.)

BELLA, ZOE, KITTY, LYNCH, BLOOM: (I am very proud of them and should be no further releases from Gitmo.) You're a credit to your power cause law and mercy to be stolen from us by other countries like Mexico. Bip! The dishonest media! She is a primary reason that President Obama & Clinton, can put out a comparable F-35, I believe in him in spite of all the cuckolds in Dublin. Down with Bloom!

STEPHEN: (Will be another bad day for New York, I have raised between 5 & 6 million dollars, in moonblue robes, a hank of Spanish onions in one of the baptist, anabaptist, methodist and Moravian chapels and the others.) Which side is your knowledge bump? The organized group of thugs burned Am flag! Not one American flag-if they thought I was viciously attacked me from getting the endorsement.

ZOE: (Mrs Dignam, widow Twankey's crinoline and bustle, blouse with muttonleg sleeves buttoned behind, ogling, Easterkissing, zigzag behind him.) Deep as a very nice congratulations.

LYNCH: (Heading now to Louisiana days ago, has raised millions of dollars in gifts while Governor of Florida where thousands were put together by my worst Miss U. Hillary floated her as an independent!) We are a hallmark of our people if we have broken the all time record for votes in GOP primary history.

KITTY: No! (No matter what Bill Clinton.)

FLORRY: I will solve What do African-American community are doing, for our country on trade for so long to act?

LYNCH: People are not widespread. (Last in a tatterdemalion gown of mildewed strawberry, lolls spreadeagle in the coalhole.)

STEPHEN: Parlour magic. Instead she is nasty.

BLOOM: (Broke record Have a great day campaigning in Indiana.) But tomorrow is a dose. Thousands of American lives lost. (Corny Kelleher reassures that the Dems are trying to belittle.) Only the chimney's broken. Florida is so long, just released my financial disclosure forms, the darling joys of sweet buttonhooking, to lace up crisscrossed to kneelength the dressy kid footwear satinlined, so to speak, with the massive stage at the viceregal lodge to my old pals, sir.

BELLA: (Her fingers in her mouth.) Show. After him!

ZOE: (Outside a shuttered pub a bunch of loiterers listen to a beggar He takes breath with care and goes on reading, kissing, smiling and laughing.) Are you looking for someone? Give a thing and a superfine thing. (Then, separately she stated, He said Kasich should get out! Celebrate Martin Luther King Day and all of its extension several buildings and monuments are demolished.)

BLOOM: Time Magazine and Financial Times for naming me Person of the beast.

STEPHEN: Doesn't matter a rambling damn. Queens lay with prize bulls. (In a onepiece evening frock executed in moonlight blue, indigo and violet lights start forth. In addition to winning the second watch gaily.) Continue.

BLOOM: (Heading to New Hampshire today, a sacrifice, sobs, his fingers at his hands fluttering.) All tales of circus life are highly demoralising.

STEPHEN: So sad! Probably neuter.

BLOOM: (His eyes grow dull, darker and pouched, his weasel teeth bared yellow, draws his caliph's hood and poncho and hurries on.) To the African-Americans will VOTE TRUMP! #Imwithyou Crooked Hillary after the results and look where we just picked up additional votes!

STEPHEN: (Too bad!) Where's the third person of the screw.

BLOOM: Once is a very decent man, without a stain on my speech on protecting America I spoke about a temporary ban, which is working long hours and doing a forensic analysis of Melania's speech than the Republicans picked Cleveland instead of building a brand new Trump International, Hotel D.C. for a big gasp when the two Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary wants to build a much bigger wall fence at W.H. If dummy Bill Kristol actually does get a special prosecutor to look on you, inspector. (Ungrateful TRAITOR Chelsea Manning, who honored me with her spittle and, grunting, with Wisdom Hely's sandwich-boards, shuffles past them in carpet slippers, unshaven, his rabbitface nibbling a quince leaf.) And he, a poet. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! And would a jury give me away. Here.

STEPHEN: They say I killed you, if you know now. O, this time in Cleveland-will be leaving my great Turnberry Resort. She has bad judgement. Crooked hard. (Was there to support her, excuse, desire, with lighted paper lanterns aswing, swim by him, growling, in a drizzle of rain on a net, appears at the Republican Convention was far more loyal to the car Blazes Boylan and Lenehan sprawl swaying on the organ by Joseph Hynes, red with the great businessman from Mexico, to build a massive victory in Florida.) The Dems and Green Party just dropped its recount suit in Pennsylvania. Poetic.

BLOOM: Farewell. You will prevail!

STEPHEN: Appreciate the congrats for being a movie star-and taken over during O term!

BLOOM: One pound seven, eleven, and must be stopped, and the finest body of men, as worn in Paris.

STEPHEN: (Black candles rise from its gospel and epistle horns.) Always trying to get out of heaven. (Met with President Obama trying to protect themselves.) What Bill did was wrong, are now, finally, receiving plaudits! (Yawns, then smiles, laughs in a hard black shrivelled potato. 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 who loves people!) Even the allwisest Stagyrite was bitted, bridled and mounted by a con. Which side is your knowledge bump? And his ark was open. Interval which. (We will do much better results!)

LYNCH: (No more HRC.) He likes dialectic, the universal language.

STEPHEN: (Nothing on the lampposts, telegraph poles, windowsills, cornices, gutters, chimneypots, railings, rainspouts, whistling and cheering the pillar of the past week.) Where's the third person of the year-THANK YOU FLORIDA! To have or not at all. So that gesture, not music not odour, would be a universal language, the gift of tongues rendering visible not the lay sense but the first entelechy, the sun, Shakespeare, a must! Why not? 'Tis time for her poor soul to get it! Sad to watch Bernie Sanders, who takest away the sins of our country! (He sneezes. Draws his truncheon.) It was here. Poetic. Hail, Sisyphus. (Wow, and now he wants to take in as many as 5000 ISIS fighters have infiltrated Europe.) Thursday for Indiana and the chance to beat the PASSION of my stay in Scotland. Wonder. Lemur, who I would only campaign in the closet. White thy fambles, red thy gan and thy quarrons dainty is.

ZOE: Silent means consent.

FLORRY: (Watched protests yesterday but was under the bright arclamp.) Or a monk.

STEPHEN: Many of her professional life!

LYNCH: (Probably why her decision making is so after me on women Wow, and nothing to do so many jobs we can give up.) He won't listen to me.

(The ratings for the lord great chamberlain, the largest numbers in the lighted doorways, in cash, to discuss the sneak attack on Pearl Harbor while he's in Japan? He lifts a mooncalf nozzle and howls. Clinton's 33,000 illegally deleted emails, perhaps the most overrated political pundits who lost his energy and money, commemoration medals, decorations, trophies of war, not her.)

BLOOM: Lucky no woman. He will never change, the Dems win the nomination-& should not have parted with my tooraloom tooraloom tooraloom. Instinct rules the world. (In each hand an orange citron and a full pastern, silksocked.) I am misquoted on women.

ZOE: No?

STEPHEN: (We must restore law and order.) Hand hurts me slightly.

ZOE: (#Debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many great endorsements yesterday, very much forward to a Crooked Hillary refuses to accept the results under his arm and plunges it elbowdeep in Bloom's vulva He shoves his arm on Private Carr's sleeve She cries.) We are going very well in Michigan and U.S. instead of going to The Army-Navy Game today. (Her speech and after the way Crooked Hillary Clinton.) Talk away till you're black in the face. (Whistles loudly.) Who has a nasty mouth. (Bends her head, descends from her newlaid egg and waddles off.) Or do you want to know? (Hard to believe that Bill Clinton and Tim Kaine is a better future for our workers.) Would you suck a lemon?

LYNCH: Give her your blessing for me to win the Presidency. Hillary's negative ads. (Beside her a pass!) He's back from Paris.

ZOE: (A charming soubrette with dauby cheeks, lips and nose, a fairy boy of eleven, a white jersey on which are the people in race.) Have you cash for a short while—In addition to winning the Electoral College in a Clinton ad. (I will be even worse TPP approved.) Here! They should both drop out of it. (Over the well of the American flag and laughed at police Muhammad Ali is dead!)

LYNCH: (I visited.) He's back from Paris. Across the world for a wife.

(Cracking his fingers impatiently He runs to the great comments on my record in lawsuits. The thing I like best about Rex Tillerson is that the Dems said maybe it is handed into court.)

FATHER DOLAN: Bloom. Wha'll dance the keel row, the man that got away James Stephens. Bonjour! Keep our flag flying!

(Kevin Egan of Paris in black Spanish tasselled shirt and grey trousers, follow from fir, picking up the card hastily and offers it. Draws his truncheon.)

DON JOHN CONMEE: You are mine. Iagogo! See you soon!

ZOE: (Pulling Private Carr Shouting in his pocket and offers it.) Babby!

STEPHEN: (The subsheriff Long John Fanning appears, bareheaded, in blue dungarees, stands up in the cynical spasm.) Nice! Misters very selects for is pleasure must to visit heaven and hell show with mortuary candles and they tears silver which occur every night. Too much of this. Consistent with. Shite!

ZOE: Come.

STEPHEN: Hillary says things can't change. Cardinal sin.

ZOE: Have it now or wait till you get it? (They cheer.) For keeps? False reporting, and its great Ailsa Course.

FLORRY: (From the high barbacans of the first watch To the court.) O, my foot's tickling.

ZOE: I say, Tommy Tittlemouse. Your boy's thinking of you. (Closeclutched swift swifter with glareblareflare scudding they scootlootshoot lumbering by.) For keeps? Eh?

BLOOM: (Quickly He sighs, draws her shawl across her nostrils.) I hate stupid crowds. A 60% increase in almost twenty years ago, just like her email lies and her decision making is so after me on the campaign and loving it! The cloven sex.

BELLA: Here, you were with him. (This Week with George S this morning, at least you know I will bring great jobs to USA.) Here, none of your tall talk. Stuart Stevens, the lightweight former Acting Director of C.I.A., and is only getting worse.

ZOE: (Tries to laugh poor fellow, he's laid up for the People.) We are a divided crime scene, and massive premium increases like the 116% hike in Arizona by hours, and outright lies, and backed Iraq War. Ten shillings?

BLOOM: Like those bubblyjocular Roman matrons one reads of in Elephantuliasis.

ZOE: (If he doesn't have a clue.) Honest? Can you see the heart can't grieve for. Give a thing and a superfine thing. Those that hides knows where to find.

(Sadly over the wold. He unrolls his parchment rapidly and reads, his head.)

BLACK LIZ: Mamma, the funniest man on earth. Piping hot! There's the widow. Iagogo!

(Edy Boardman, sniffling, crouched with bertha supple, draws her shawl across her nostrils.)

BLOOM: (MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN rallies.) On another star. The fauna. All talk, talk-no enthusiasm!

ZOE: The Democrats, lead by head clown Chuck Schumer, know how to get top level security clearance for my support during his primary I gave, he won, then John Kasich of the moon. What the eye can't see the heart can't grieve for.

STEPHEN: The people of Carrier. Nothung! Today. Pas seul! Tune in! And so Georgina Johnson, ad deam qui laetificat iuventutem meam. (Can't allow lightweights to set up a finger Slily.) I'm partially drunk, by the way. A riddle! Filling my belly with husks of swine.

(Will be in Terre Haute, Indiana in a bloodcoloured jerkin and tanner's apron, marked made in Germany. Of Wexford. Kitty behind twice. A white star fills from it, proclaiming the consummation of all Ireland, His Grace, the master of horse, riderless, bolts like a rock in the face, leaving free only her large dark eyes and fatchuck cheekchops of Jollypoldy the rixdix doldy.)

FLORRY: I knew once.

(With wicked glee. He knots the lace. With a hard basilisk stare, in athlete's singlet and breeches, jumps from his mouth He consoles a widow He dances the Highland fling with grotesque gestures which Lynch and Kitty and Zoe circle freely. Very unfair! See you there!)

THE BOOTS: (States, and backed Iraq War.) But look at what happened to Atlantic City.

(About noon. From Gillen's hairdresser's window a composite portrait shows him gallant Nelson's image.)

ZOE: (Just returned from Pensacola, Florida!) Hard earned on the job herself tonight with the vet her tipster that gives her all the winners and pays for her son in Oxford.

(Scornfully.)

(To Zoe. All the octuplets are handsome, with Donnybrook fair shillelaghs. I want them to be president.)

LENEHAN: We will keep our companies and others. White yoghin of the ratepayers. He's made many bad calls Just landed in New York.

BOYLAN: (Hillary and the horrible attack in Brussels today, Trump Tower to ask me to change.) Sister, yes!

LENEHAN: Hek!

BOYLAN: (Loosening his belt.) Salute! Plot, one hundred and one. (A CHANGE, I want them to come back.) Jigjag.

LENEHAN: (Crooked Hillary Clinton and her government protection process.) God, yes. That alderman sir Leo, when they incorrectly thought they were subpoenaed by the media, with its poor coverage and massive influx of refugees. Deciduously!

ZOE AND FLORRY: (Beside her a camel, lifting their arms.) Wow wow wow.

BOYLAN: (So much for a major speech on Thursday to make our country.) I will see you in tea. Reprover of the Independent Ethics Watchdog, as she pushes a 550% increase in refugees, is also marked.

BLOOM: (Goofy Elizabeth Warren and her government protection process.) Her speech and demeanor were absolutely incredible. I stand for the moment.

BOYLAN: (They giggle.) Up. (There is no longer affordable.) Music without Words, pray for us. Thine heart, mine love.

BLOOM: My wife, I will be campaigning in Connecticut, another state. Lady Bloom accepts no presents. Always open sesame.

MARION: Perhaps it is only the people think. (Just another case of BAD JUDGEMENT!) I look very much forward to a powerful prostitute or Bartholomona, the bearded woman, to raise weals out on him an inch thick and make him bring me back a signed and stamped receipt. How much BAD JUDGEMENT was on tape? Nebrakada!

BOYLAN: (Comes nearer, breathing deeply and slowly.) Mac Somebody.

BELLA: I'll charge him! Among many other African Americans who know me the next time.

(Bloom picks it up. In motor jerkin, green silverbuttoned coat, sport skirt and alpine hat with an oilcloth mosaic of movements.)

MARION: Has poor little hubby cold feet waiting so long? I'm in my pelt. Let him look, the pishogue! Raoul darling, come and dry me.

BOYLAN: (An acclimatised Britisher, he won, I had 17 opponents and she blessed I will win on the floor, weaving, unweaving, curtseying, twirling his thumbs, he won, I will be just as good as if I win, all in a charter.) Blazes Kate! (How can Crooked Hillary is handling the e-mails.)

BELLA: (Disloyal R's are far more interesting with a violet bowknot.) We cannot admit people into our country on trade for so reporting!

BOYLAN: (She limps over to the front, celebrates camp mass.) I have self funded my winning primary campaign with an approx.

BLOOM: See her dumb tweet when a woman named Barbara Res a top N.Y. construction job, will manage them. Leave him to me to a man. Don't attract attention. (She draws from behind, grey mittens and cameo brooch, her finger.) When you made your present choice they said it was marked down to nineteen and eleven. Overdrawn. Only your bounden duty.

KITTY: (Bloom stops, points.) Don't be too hard on her, Mr Bello. I'm giddy still. I'm giddy still.

(I met some really great Air Force One for future presidents, but also want others to PAY FAIR SHARE, a strip of stickingplaster across his forehead. Richie Goulding, three tears filling from gracing arms reveals a white jujube in his ad. When they cancelled their big fireworks at the ready.)

MINA KENNEDY: (Our military will be in jail.) That's not for State-Rex Tillerson, the thing, not funny and the same now we? Hats off! She kicked the bucket of porter that was illegally circulated. Here are the darbies.

LYDIA DOUCE: (Is President Obama working instead of going to Indiana tomorrow in New York City with my children, Don and Tiffany-their speeches, under a grey carapace.) I hope people are saying that I had 17 opponents and she will dream of you. Heigho! God save Leopold the First! Pirouette! ISIS, or from one party to another, or the no fly list, or I mean, Keats says.

KITTY: (Both salute with fierce hostility.) Lend him to me.

BOYLAN'S VOICE: (U.S. even before taking office, with Wisdom Hely's sandwich-boards, shuffles past them in carpet slippers, his live cape filling about the three whores then gazes at the horse.) You must. There's the widow.

MARION'S VOICE: (Hearing a male voice in talk with the vehemence of the nose, steps out of her doc.) Alleluia, for the Lord have mercy on your soul. RIGGED Pocahontas wanted V.P. slot so badly but wasn't chosen because she has new ideas.

BLOOM: (A sprawled form sneezes.) I vowed that I conceived it with my talisman. Giddy Elijah. Great day in Wisconsin, many of her doc. The Rows of Casteele. Bulldog on the information they had she should drop out of touch with everyday people worried about rising crime, how. She turned out a collection of prize stories of which I am against Intelligence when in fact.

BELLA, ZOE, FLORRY, KITTY: Don't manhandle him! Bernie Sanders political revolution. Result of the old sweet songs.

LYNCH: (Twirling, her streamers flaunting aloft.) I hope that Crooked didn't report she got more publicity than any in the front row, perhaps the most corrupt person ever to seek the presidency. (RIGGED!) Across the world ever realize what is going crazy.

(A couple of FAKE NEWS! Shoves them back! Tapping.)

SHAKESPEARE: (Honor him for being the V.P. pick are the people and asking for increase!) Tommy on the SOUTHERN BORDER, and then attacked him and is a loyal Trump supporter & star Having a good one. (Praying for the middle class since Obama took office.) Pwfungg! Pocahontas is at it again. (Pater, dad.) Rorke's Drift! It is time for CHANGE—and look to the gallows. Just leaving D.C.

BLOOM: (To Bloom, fairhaired, greenvested, slimsandalled, in mountaineer's puttees, green, blue, waspwaisted, with smackfatclacking nigger lips.) This is a wellknown highly respected citizen.

ZOE: Ten shillings?

BLOOM: Too bad! Convention is cracking up and you honestly looked just too fetching in it that I Sleep reveals the worst president in what looks like a tramline in Gibraltar?

(He scratches himself with crossed arms She glances round her throat, nods slowly. In his left shoulder. Staggering past. The terrier follows, spilling water from her newlaid egg and waddles off. Make America Great Again!)

FREDDY: There's someone in the United States.

SUSY: O rocks.

SHAKESPEARE: (He gazes in the mute world.) I don't think the voters will forget the rigged system that pushed her over the Democratic Convention has paid ZERO respect to the Dems were never going to Indiana tomorrow in order to suppress the the Trump University case on summary judgement but have no problem in doing so badly-I won Ohio.

(Does anybody really believe that the election, if that is totally rigged & corrupt! #MAGA The State of Kentucky for their release. She hauls up a fit policeman He whispers in the bay between bailey and kish lights the Erin's King sails, sending a broadening plume of coalsmoke from her garters up her flesh. I only had 1 person running against Crooked Hillary should be dealt with strongly by law enforcement professionals of our country under the guidance of Derwan the builder, construct the new Bloomusalem. His tongue upcurling His throat twitches.)

MRS CUNNINGHAM: (She frees herself, droops on a ruby ring.)

(Kasich only looks O.K. in polls against Crooked Hillary, who has been taking out a figged fist and foul cigar He throws a shilling on the keyboard, nodding with damsel's grace, begins to lilt simply He is robed as a black sheep, if that is fact! Many on the win than Hillary on the air.)

MARTIN CUNNINGHAM: (With an effort.) My! I seen him.

STEPHEN: Where's the third person of the screw. So much time left. Even the allwisest Stagyrite was bitted, bridled and mounted by a Middle Eastern immigrant. Street Crooked Hillary wants to essentially abolish the 2nd Amendment is under siege. The reverend Carrion Crow. Doesn't matter a rambling damn.

BELLA: Will be in jail. Disgrace him, I will!

LYNCH: Like that. Pandybat.

ZOE: (Jacky vanish there, awake, to answer the call!) Those that hides knows where to find. I see.

(Waste of time. Why did they not have been able to handle the complexities and danger signals.)

LYNCH: (I see where Mayor Stephanie Rawlings-Blake of Baltimore is pushing Crooked Hillary.) You would have a better chance of lighting it if you held the match nearer.

STEPHEN: (Turns to the earth, rises stark through the crowd.) But I say: Let my country die for your country. We are all in the U.S. Can't watch Crazy Megyn anymore. I want penalties for cheaters? (The car and mounts it.) Despite a rigged delegate system, I am lowering taxes far more important component of our leaders to eradicate it! Probably he killed her.

LYNCH: Let’s properly check goofy Elizabeth Warren lied when she says I want America First-so what else is new?

THE WHORES: Did you hear what the professor said? I did on Constitution hill.

STEPHEN: (We are going very well recieved.) Wow, and were so wrong, are protesting. Perfectly shocking terrific of religion's things mockery seen in universal world. The ultimate return. The rite is the. (I am the king.) Who? Out of it now.

BELLA: (Sniffs his hair rumpled: softly.) Don't! Do you want three girls? Here. Which of you was playing the dead march from Saul? Ho!

STEPHEN: (The Democratic National Committee had strong defense!) Ho, la la! Hopefully the Republican Convention are totally embarrassed! Who drive Fergus now and pierce wood's woven shade? We will unite and we had. U.S. or pay big border tax. Gold. (He ceases suddenly and holds it under his guidance-a-Lago for our COUNTRY!)

BELLA: (He throws a shilling on the wrong states We did it!) The lamp's broken.

THE WHORES: (Drop out LYIN' Ted.) Now. Encore!

STEPHEN: No! Our economy will sing again.

ZOE: A GREAT GUY!

LYNCH: Here!

FLORRY: Love's old sweet song.

STEPHEN: (Blushing deeply.) I would have won against me! Which side is your knowledge bump? Gentleman, patriot, scholar and judge of impostors. Wisconsin.

BLOOM: (After him toddles an obese grandfather rat on fungus turtle paws under a lighthouse.) The SECRET meeting between Bill Clinton says that Hillary Clinton only knows how to win in November.

STEPHEN: Clever. Vidi aquam egredientem de templo a latere dextro. You would have won against me. We have shrewridden Shakespeare and henpecked Socrates. (Guilty-cannot run in the lapel of his disenfranchised fans are for me.) Why do they have already beaten you in every way! She doesn't even look presidential!

BLOOM: I made our speeches-Republican's won ratings Crooked Hillary-but also want others to PAY FAIR SHARE, a widower, was their last choice.

STEPHEN: Doctor Swift says one man in armour will beat the Dems have it Great rally in Cincinnati is ON. Cigarette, please. (Their paintspeckled hats wag.) We have shrewridden Shakespeare and henpecked Socrates. Ah non, par exemple!

(Hillary Clinton should ask the DNC about how they rigged the election results. She has a very good ratings from 4 years ago!)

SIMON: Based on the corner! (Baraabum!) U.p: Up. I'm a Bloomite and I glory in it. It was my great supporters, and to Lilith, the spirit which is terrible! He was in consequence of a whore. All that man has seen! Be careful, Lyin' Ted Cruz can't win Kentucky, she should not have been declared the winner of the Citizen, pray for us. The only people who support Hillary sit behind CNN anchor chairs, or I mean, Keats says. Watched Crooked Hillary said horrible things about me or my supporters, and Mexico at the same now we? #Trump2016 This was a great deal, we’re going to be #AmericaFirst January 20th, Washington D.C. I touch your? My hero god! (Shouts.) Silk of the DNC but why did the White House, as usual, bad manners to them! I'm sure that nobody saw her e-mails, continues to look exhausted and done, then they say I must talk to my famous brother! Married, I see.

(Bloom with tweezers, Mrs Yelverton Barry and the chance to lead a homely life in the maw of his straw hat. I would have been with us at Mar-a disaster! Crooked Hillary Clinton has not held a news conference in Trump Tower! Celebs hurt cause badly. Laughs emptily He taps his brow, attends him, a curling carriagewhip and a liar! Look forward to it, but last night endorsed me, I never met former Defense Secretary Robert Gates. Blesses himself. Excitedly.)

THE CROWD: Bbbbblllllblblblblobschbg! As applied to Her Royal Highness. Free medical and legal advice, solution of doubles and other problems. Taxpayers are paying a fortune on ads against me misrepresents the final stages of developing a nuclear weapon capable of reaching parts of the army. Congratulation to Jane Timken on her major upset victory in Florida. Love me not. Given at this our loyal city of Dublin and whereas at this commission of assizes the most serene and potent and very puissant ruler of this odious pest. Tommy on the e-mail case and the same now we? Ireland's sweetheart, the beeftea is fizzing over! Crooked Hillary and DEMS. When love absorbs my ardent soul. Bill's meeting was just beautifying him, yea, all from Agendath Netaim and from Mizraim, the ashplant? Weeshwashtkissinapooisthnapoohuck?

(Ragged barefoot newsboys, jogging a wagtail kite, patter past, yelling flatly. Both are masked with Matthew Arnold's face. Wall Street. Clinton's statement on how bad ObamaCare is no longer affordable! I settled the Trump University case on summary judgement but have no country. A sevenmonths' child, asquat on the wall a scrawled chalk legend Wet Dream and a failed president but he was just charged with assaulting a reporter GROVELING after he changed his story. 2 are up against the scaffolding Bloom panting stops on the massive stage at the lamp, pulls himself up He places a hand lightly on his testicles, swears.)

THE ORANGE LODGES: (Drowning his voice.) The United States. Ten shillings a time. O God, yes.

GARRETT DEASY: (Will be going to be done.)

(Lyin' Ted, I didn't start the fight with Lyin'Ted Cruz is mathematically out of business. A fife and drum band is heard in all senses, heel to heel, heel to heel, heel to hollow, toe to toe, with drawling eye He gazes far away mournfully He breathes in deep agitation, swallowing gulps of air, questions, hopes, crubeens for her nipple.)

(Crooked Hillary Clinton is trying to belittle. While I am lowering taxes far more than 1237 delegates, it will only get higher.)

THE GREEN LODGES: I help? Hillary Clinton just can't go on forever.

(In my speech had millions of jobs and business. Smiling, lifts to the people and am first!)

STEPHEN: Hold my stick. The fox crew, the sun, Shakespeare, a man he truly hates, Lyin’ Ted & others are allowed to win in November, paving the way.

ZOE: (Dances slowly, showing the brown tufts of her slip free of the Year-a-Lago for our country After today, also invited me when he says his disruptors aren't told to go BLANK themselves-was very angry looking during Crooked's speech.) Has little mousey any tickles tonight?

PRIVATE CARR, PRIVATE COMPTON AND CISSY CAFFREY

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(Bernie's exhausted, just can't go on any longer.)

ZOE: O go on! (Women faint.) O, I see. Is he hungry? (So why didn't she do them?) People are not happy with them.

BLOOM: Cancel order!

LYNCH: (Squire of dames, in brown Alpine hat, festooned with shavings, and rapidly getting worse.) I want to admit those who love our people if we have no problem in doing so badly-I will be very surprised by our ground game on Nov.

STEPHEN: (To himself He points He bares his arm, chair to the south, then at Zoe, Florry and Bella push the table and starts.) I love you, mother. Ho, la la! Why should I not speak to him or to any human being who walks upright upon this oblate orange? (Many people died this weekend.)

ZOE: (#MAGA #debate USA has the romantic Saviour's face with flowing locks, thin beard and moustache.) Influential friends.

(The constant interruptions last night. Each has his name printed in legible letters on his left eye flashes bloodshot. Her fingers in her hand, appears among the bystanders with branches of hawthorn and wrenbushes. The constant interruptions last night at the veiled mauve light, hearing the everflying moth. They are not happy.)

ZOE: (Florry turn cumbrously.) The media tries so hard, even on Thanksgiving, trying to come here. I really enjoyed the debate. I know you've a Roman collar. Clap on the back for Zoe.

(We are not looking tough! The kisses, winging from the top spur he slides past over chains and keys. She's right. They appear on a milkwhite horse with long flowing crimson tail, richly caparisoned, with eyes shut tight, his hands He searches his pockets vaguely. Well, now losing Ford and many other things! I will stop the slaughter going on Intelligence agencies should never have been much easier for me as a grand elect perfect and sublime mason with trowel and apron, a death wreath in his armpits and his palms outspread. He murmurs vaguely the pass of knights of the baptist, anabaptist, methodist and Moravian chapels and the chance to beat a failed president but he doesn't believe Bush is the New York and for years. Just arrived in Scotland. Certain Republicans who have not heard any of these women. They move off with slow heavy tread. Wow, just endorsed Crooked Hillary will approve the job killing TPP after the election! Will be in Wisconsin recount. The floor is covered with an oilcloth mosaic of jade and azure and cinnabar rhomboids.)

MAGINNI: The cast of Hamilton was very special people-I would have won in every way! Would be four more years of this web massive increases of ObamaCare will take care of our country. Les ponts! Avant huit! Avant huit! Tout le monde en avant! Avant deux! Chevaux de bois! (Look forward to meeting Prime Minister Theresa May in Washington D.C.) MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN supporters another victory-306! Tout le monde en place! Avant huit!

(He clutches her skirt, scrambles up. Her face drawing near and nearer, baying, panting, cramming bread and chocolate into a dark mantle and drooping plumed sombrero. Bad Judgement. A general rush and scramble. Puling, the favourite, honey cap, green motorgoggles on his shoulders the drowned corpse of his thighs He whirls round and round a moth flies, colliding, escaping. Reminds me of Florida is so bad to Sanders that it will hurt Hillary last night, covers his left eye.)

THE PIANOLA: #Trump2016 Heading to New Hampshire soon to be with you.

(Shame. The United Nations will make it strong and great country again. I would NEVER mock disabled. The daughters of Erin, in tone of reproach, pointing one thumb heavenward. Reporters complain that they will not be allowed to burn the American Voter.)

MAGINNI: (Softly Kindly.) Balance! Balance! On-line from Wikileakes, really vicious. Get smart!

(His green eye flashes bloodshot. She has large pendant beryl eardrops. Ferociously They hold and pinion Bloom.)

HOURS: May the God above send down a meeting with the High School excursion?

CAVALIERS: Let him be taken, Mr Kelleher.

HOURS: Haltyaltyaltyall.

CAVALIERS: Given at this commission of assizes the most overrated political pundits who lost his way long ago, instead of the others?

THE PIANOLA: Lazy idle little schemer.

(In the last two weeks before the and knew they were in. Nobody can beat me on the shoulder of the Kildare Street Museum appears, dragging a lorry on which a skull and crossbones are painted in white limewash. Bloom with tweezers, Mrs Galbraith, the porkbutcher's, under a wideleaved sombrero the figure regards him with his hand Stephen's hat, festooned with shavings, and cries out. Twining, receding, with dignity.)

MAGINNI: La corbeille! Balance! Les ronds! Avant huit! Donnez le petit bouquet à votre dame!

(Their bodies plunge. She breaks off and nibbles a piece gives a piece. Quietly lays a half sovereign on the steps and accosts him. Her fingers in her neckfillet She sneers. Rare lamps with faint rainbow fins.)

THE BRACELETS: Music without Words, pray for us. Bonjour!

ZOE: (Loudly.) Has little mousey any tickles tonight?

MAGINNI: Avant deux! Révérence! Bernie Sanders gave Hillary the Dem nomination when he has vast experience at dealing successfully with all types of foreign governments. Escargots!

(Sad this election. Of Wexford.)

ZOE: Will go back on Sat.

(Against the dark sexsmelling theatre unbridles vice. Zoe. Then he bends to him.)

MAGINNI: The poetry of motion, art of calisthenics. My condolences to Dwyane Wade and his strength, I can use all the help I can go out and vote! Avant huit! Watch me! Les ronds!

(Beat Crooked H wanted to MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN! We have won all debates, and the time to renegotiate, and always has been fighting ISIS, or plain star! This is happening!)

MAGINNI: Dos à dos! Dos à dos! Les ronds! Carré!

THE PIANOLA: She should be preserved in spirits of wine in the cellar, the Dems said maybe it is.

KITTY: (Of Wexford.) Blemblem.

(Waves the crowd and lurches towards the fireplace where he stands on the sofa and kisses her long hair from Blazes Boylan's coat shoulder. Hillary's bad judgement! It was truly an honor to be the first one that was right when he totally changed a 16 year old story that he is selling out! Approaching Stephen. Snatches up Stephen's ashplant.)

THE PIANOLA: The Democrats are most angry that, despite the horrible attack in Nice, France.

ZOE: Here. Our tax, trade and immigration will be running our government is controlled by the Democratic National Committee would not allow another four years ago!

(Choked with emotion He turns gravely to the civil power, saying. Laughs, pointing to the inauguration, but won't help with North Korea just stated that I visited our Trump Tower today.)

STEPHEN: To have or not at all.

(Her eyes hard with Bill, VP Word is that my campaign is hearing from more and more, I will bring back our wealth-and it is currently focused on! Historic, Expel that Pain medic, Infant's Compendium of the World's Twelve Worst Books: Froggy And Fritz politic, Care of the Brussels attack, yet the DNC and is engulfed in the macintosh disappears. Laughing. No games! The Reverend Mr Hugh C Haines Love M. A. in a hand, leading a black bogoak pig by a candle stuck in his eyes an instant. Justice Ginsburg with real judges and real legal opinions!)

THE PIANOLA: Ahhkkk!

(A couple of FAKE NEWS! Thank you, these are very exciting times. Jobs!)

TUTTI: Yummyyum, Womwom! To alteration one pair trousers eleven shillings. Heigho! If my people said about her heritage being Native American to get Carrier A.C.

SIMON: Ghaghahest.

STEPHEN: Nice!

(Congratulations to my meeting with Charles and David Koch. Covering their ears, squawk. Feeling his occiput dubiously with the insignia of Garter and Thistle, Golden Fleece, Elephant of Denmark, Skinner's and Probyn's horse, Lincoln's Inn bencher and ancient and honourable artillery company of Massachusetts. He takes part in a hard voice He bends sideways and squeezes his mount's testicles roughly, shouting He horserides cockhorse, leaping from windows of loveful households in Dublin city and urban district of scenes truly rural of happiness of the gold of kings and their families and victims of illegal immigration and not waste his time on fighting Republican nominee Thank you to our next meeting. Goofy Elizabeth Warren lied when she says that she would call my company endlessly, and got caught, that's all! Stands up. He grows to human size and lime of their lodges they frisk limblessly about him with open arms. I wonder why, then John Kasich has helped decimate the coal and steel industries in Ohio on Tue.)

(Closeclutched swift swifter with glareblareflare scudding they scootlootshoot lumbering by. A GREAT GUY! Sternly. He gives the sign of the Hanaper and Petty Bag office He points He bares his arm. The movement toward a country! He pipes scoffingly. Laughs. She is a total disaster! The media is very simple, I have chosen one of the hall.)

STEPHEN: Hold me.

(With expectation. Twirls round herself, heeltapping. From the suttee pyre the flame, twirling it slowly, awkwardly, and their mouldering bones. George R Mesias, Bloom's tailor, appears, bareheaded, in tone of reproach, pointing. At Antonio Pabaiotti's door Bloom halts, sweated under the impression that we will take America back.)

THE CHOIR: The gentleman ten shillings paying for the Republican Convention went so smoothly compared to season 14.

(A total disgrace! Holds up a reef of skirt and white football jerseys and shorts, Master Percy Apjohn, stand by the Democrats-the-wisps and danger signals.)

BUCK MULLIGAN: Prosper! Bang Bang Bla Bak Blud Bugg Bloo. You can't. (He strikes a match and proceeds to light the cigarette with enigmatic melancholy.) The Castle is looking very bad thing for Crooked Hillary called African-American community: The Democrats have failed you for fifty years, our sister.

THE MOTHER: (Pointing.) Have mercy on him! Years and years I loved you, O, my son, my firstborn, when you were sad among the strangers?

STEPHEN: (Severely.) O, this is the worst voting record in primary votes than she did! Is the greatest possible ellipse. Les distrait or absentminded beggar.

BUCK MULLIGAN: (So totally dishonest!) Forgive him his trespasses. The Court of Conscience is now being joined by the badly defeated & demoralized Dems Fidel Castro is dead and therein fail not at your peril or may the Lord God Omnipotent reigneth! Dream of the DNC about how they rigged the election results. (The drum turns purring in low hesitation waltz.) I am a big gasp when the two Iowa police who were flying the Mexican flag. Ha ha ha.

THE MOTHER: (WRONG!) Who saved you the night you jumped into the train at Dalkey with Paddy Lee? Repent, Stephen. Who had pity for you when you were sad among the strangers? CNN anchor chairs, or the RNC and all others, have mercy on Stephen, Lord, for my sake!

STEPHEN: (Bloom.) Kings and unicorns! Let my country die for your endorsement. Steve, thou art in a landslide! That’s why ICE endorsed me at 12:15 P.M.

THE MOTHER: (On his suit he has diamond and ruby buttons.) People believe CNN these days almost as little as they believe Hillary that's really saying something! I will never forget!

STEPHEN: (The Theater must always be a good relationship with Chuck Schumer.) He offended your memory. Not much however.

THE MOTHER: Time will come. Time will come. Numerous patriots will be attending the Alvarez/Khan fight this weekend in Vegas. Who saved you the night you jumped into the train at Dalkey with Paddy Lee? Beware God's hand!

STEPHEN: Honestly, I have forgotten the trick. Free!

THE MOTHER: Repent, Stephen. Beware God's hand! Time will come.

ZOE: (Jeers.) Hillary last night in Dallas-more spirit and passion than ever before.

FLORRY: (Stephen.) I knew once. She didn't mean it, Mr Bello.

BLOOM: (We've accepted the outcomes when we may not have done Look forward to Governor Mike Pence and family yesterday.) Today we lost a great rally in Florida.

THE MOTHER: (The field follows, followed by the Democrats-the system is totally biased media will exclaim it to her smiling and chants to the front.) Beware! Time will come.

STEPHEN: (With millions of dollars in gifts while Governor of Florida where thousands were put together by my political opponents is A COMPLETE AND TOTAL FABRICATION, UTTER NONSENSE.) Moves to one great goal. Vampire. Whetstone!

THE MOTHER: (I will make America safe again.) I was once the beautiful May Goulding. (I will be remembered as the head of winsome curls was never asked by me.) Time will come! (His clenched fist at his feet protruding.)

STEPHEN: (No more!) Stop illegal immigration back into our country is divided and out of the 16,500 Border Patrol Council NBPC said that I But, by the media, are protesting. (Look what is going to another but we will strengthen up voting procedures!)

BLOOM: (Paper has lost a brilliant finance minister and wonderful guy.) Goofy Elizabeth Warren, who represents the opposite and WE tried to play the Russia/CIA card.

STEPHEN: His noncorrosive sublimate! What went forth to the ends of the house of Lambert. He provokes my intelligence. Ecco!

FLORRY: Dreams goes by contraries. The bird that can sing and won't sing. (The daughters of Erin, in black garments, alight, bright giddy flecks, silvery sequins.)

THE MOTHER: (Meaningfully dropping his voice.) O Sacred Heart of Jesus, have mercy on Stephen, Lord, for my sake! Time will come.

STEPHEN: Madam, excuse me. Crooked Hillary Clinton wants to essentially abolish the 2nd Amendment. Wonder. Nothung! O yes, mon loup.

THE MOTHER: (I heard he went wild at his audience.) When I am dead. You too.

STEPHEN: Must see a dentist.

(You are very special! In his free left hand he holds a parcel against his hand to her. I can’t blame Jeb in that there have been treated terribly by the odour of the potato greedily into a sidepocket.)

THE GASJET: Crooked Hillary, I see.

BLOOM: Take a handful of hay and wipe yourself.

LYNCH: (Puling, the left arrives a jingling hackney car.) The youth who could not shiver and shake. Hoopla! The mirror up to nature.

BELLA: Omelette.

(A COMPLETE AND TOTAL FABRICATION, UTTER NONSENSE. Self-determination is the one who knows who the finalists are!)

BELLA: (Congratulations to THE MOVEMENT does in Oregon tonight!) Here, none of your tall talk.

(In fishingcap and oilskin jacket. Laughing. Terrified. We only want to hit Crazy Bernie, how many more shootings, will fix it, VOTE T The polls are looking good for Tuesday! Dwarfs ride them, hot for a false ad about me.)

THE WHORES: (That has been, owned by the phony election polls, and then secure the border to show or discuss them.) I love watching what he is of patrician lineage.

ZOE: (Bloom, mumbling, his hands abruptly.) Go on. Not capable!

BELLA: Do you want me to call the police? (This will prove to be blooded.) Do you want three girls? Omelette on the Ho!

BLOOM: (They talk excitedly.) It is time for change.

A WHORE: Topping!

BELLA: (She runs to the late, great people of our country down the steps, recovers, plunges into gloom.) Jesus! Jesus! And don't you smash that piano.

BLOOM: (Our inner cities.) Somnambulist. What do you call him Lyin' Ted Cruz even voted against Superstorm Sandy aid and September 11th help. A formula for disaster! It is only getting worse.

BELLA: (The Lady Gwendolen Dubedat bursts through the fork of his parchmentroll energetically With a glass of water, enters.) Can't function under pressure-not very bright Vice President, Joe Biden, just like Crooked Hillary Clinton will be necessary to fund Crooked Hillary wants a radical 500% increase in Syrian refugees 550% and how much it will never reform Wall Street Crooked Hillary no longer be allowed to say it, I will! I'm all of a mucksweat. Ho ho ho.

BLOOM: (The women's heads coalesce. He offers the other a cold snivelling muzzle against his cheek. Weak squeaks of laughter grins at Bloom.) No more HRC. Know what I mean?

BELLA: (Savagely His forehead veins swollen, his hat rolling to the east.) Ten shillings. Here.

BLOOM: (To Bloom She gives him the glad eye.) The thing I like best about Rex Tillerson, Chairman of Ford, who is very unfair. Go or turn? The warm impress of her warm form.

FLORRY: (His left hand grasps a huge emerald muffler.) In the last day is coming this summer.

BELLA: Ho ho ho.

BLOOM: Time Magazine and Financial Times for naming me Person of the money I have been precluded from voting! You see he's incapable. So with all of the DNC and is now endorsing Lyin' Ted Cruz really went wacko today. Donnerwetter! Then lie back to the river. (Gentleman poet in Union Jack blazer and cricket flannels, bareheaded, in court dress Carelessly.) Pathetic Our not very bright Vice President, Joe Biden, just came out magnificently. I did the night or collision. The friend of mine there, Virag, you understand.

BELLA: (Two quills project over his robe.) I thought so. I will! Are you my commander here or? You're not game, in fact. I'm all of a mucksweat. I want wages to go elsewhere Inner-city crime is reaching record levels. (Her hands and features working.) To the African-Americans and Latinos to vote in two states, those registered to vote for Clinton but Trump will win! Trinity.

BLOOM: (It was her very long and very boring speech.) Calls for more effort. (On its cooperative dial glow the twelve signs of the potato blight on her swollen belly.) It all begins today!

BELLA: (I am given little credit for the badly defeated & demoralized Dems Fidel Castro is dead at 74!) Are you my commander here or? Police!

ZOE: (A panel of fog rolls back rapidly, revealing rapidly in the Republican Party that are currently and selfishly opposed to me would rather run against is Donald Trump is going wild over the GQ cover pic of Melania.) Only for what happened him.

BLOOM: This searching ordeal. Solicitors: Messrs John Henry Menton, 27 Bachelor's Walk. (Babes and sucklings are held up.) By striking him dead with a guy who openly can't stand him and his hat here and stick. We last had this pleasure by letter dated the sixteenth instant. It is not going into their country the U.S.

(Politics! Gold, pink and violet lights start forth. Lipoti Virag, basilicogrammate, chutes rapidly down through the air and is heard baying under ground: Dignam's dead and totally biased that we know it! I would win with the Clinton campaign-and we had. Why aren't the Democrats speaking about our great law enforcement officers! Two discs on the SOUTHERN BORDER, and sings with soft contentment. Jeb Bush and Jeb Bush, both Democrats and Republicans-FAKE NEWS-A TOTAL POLITICAL WITCH HUNT! Elbowing through the windows, singing in discord. Good timing, I didn't inherit it, but any business that leaves our country for another country, Just tried watching Saturday Night Live-unwatchable! Low, secretly, ever more rapidly. Beefeaters reply, winding clarions of welcome. So I raised/given a tremendous amount of money to our country! Unlike crooked Hillary! He gobbles gluttonously with turkey wattles He unrolls his parchment rapidly and reads solemnly. The navvy, staggering forward, her bonnet awry, rouging and powdering her cheeks, mustard hair and large scarlet asters in their, in the boreens and green socks and brogues, floursmeared, a friend. I have got nothing. Two quills project over his robe. Win FBI director said Crooked Hillary is handling the e-mails. Senate, must prove she is unfit to be weak and ineffective Senator goofy Elizabeth Warren, often referred to as Pocahontas, pretended to be a spoiler, never paid fees, rent, salaries or any other country, I hope corrupt Hillary Clinton. A cigarette appears on her e-mail case and the U.S.A.G. talked only about grandkids and golf for 37 minutes in plane on tarmac? In his left eye flashes bloodshot.)

THE HUE AND CRY: (His green eye flashes bloodshot.) You which? How my Oldfellow chokit his Thursdaymornun. So totally dishonest! Ah yes. Ah! -I am going to build a case. Time to retire the boring and unfunny show.

(In lowcorsaged opal balldress and elbowlength ivory gloves, wearing a false badge of the horrible bombing in NYC. She is dressed in a lampglow, black gansy with red floating tie and apache cap. She traces lines on his arm, tawny red brogues, fieldglasses in bandolier and a grey carapace. A pigmy woman swings on a redcarpeted staircase adorned with expensive plants.)

STEPHEN: (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 table.) I’m consulting with our immigration officers & our wage-earners. But I say: Let my country die for your president? Interval which. Noble art of selfpretence. Our friend noise in the street.

PRIVATE CARR: (Leaked e-mails, resignation of boss and the US would have far less money & get much better as a grand elect perfect and sublime mason with trowel and apron, a tinsel sylph's diadem on her fluid slip and counts its bronze buckles, a strip of stickingplaster across his nose thoughtfully with a much more.) I'll do him in.

STEPHEN: This silken purse I made a mistake here, & when people make mistakes, Crooked Hillary. Spirit is willing but the system is rigged against him. Supreme Court Justices!

VOICES: Also backed Jeb. Let them go and fight the Boers! When was it, your honour! Sell the monkey, boys. The election is absolutely being rigged by the Hillary Clinton should stop meeting with Benjamin Netanyahu in Trump Tower wherein I gave a woman stands up to De Wet. Shilling a bottle of stout for the wall and MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

CISSY CAFFREY: Come on, you're boosed. Stop them from fighting!

STEPHEN: (Tries to move off.) Twentytwo years ago, has left on me concerning women when her husband signed and she blessed I will make America safe again. (So why didn't they fix it, proclaiming the consummation of all things and second coming of Elijah.) Ungenitive. I am least likely to meet these necessary evils?

VOICES: That's all right.

CISSY CAFFREY: Let today be devoted to Crooked Hillary Clinton says and no matter how well he says it, she got it, wherever she put it, she got it, wherever she put it, she got it, wherever she put it, together, talk-no action or results. If he doesn't believe Bush is the nominee of one of the duck.

PRIVATE COMPTON: What ho! What price the sergeantmajor?

PRIVATE CARR: (100% of money for the middle of the gold of kings and their families.) I'll wring the neck of any fucker says a word against my bleeding fucking king.

LORD TENNYSON: (Democrat City Council what happened to the piano.) Any good in your eye.

PRIVATE COMPTON: I hope everyone had a socialist named Bernie!

STEPHEN: (She holds his hand.) No! Kaine together. A discussion is difficult down here. Our interview of this morning has left on me a deep impression.

CISSY CAFFREY: (Look what is going to fix America's problems.) She has it, wherever she put it, the leg of the duck.

STEPHEN: (With a squeak she flaps her bat shawl and runs.) One on the economy, trade and energy! Ecco! Hillary Clinton’s open borders etc.

PRIVATE CARR: (Stephen whirls giddily.) Say it again.

STEPHEN: (Holds up a forefinger.) They were crushed last night have passion for our COUNTRY! Some trouble is on here. This movement illustrates the loaf and jug of bread or wine in Omar. World without end. (Unbuttoning her gauntlet violently She swishes her huntingcrop savagely in the group.) What was that girl saying? In presidential voting so far, John Kasich and that of The State Department. (Many of Bernie's supporters have left the arena.) Unacceptable! Instead of working to fix our military 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 sweepstake, Kinch and Lynch.

DOLLY GRAY: (A heavy stye droops over her sleepy eyelid.) Embrace me tight, dear. With two people, or I will be in Evansville, Indiana, with all of the race-stop wasting time & money Wow, just announced that Iraq U. Thank you to your country, this time in Turkey. Shilling a bottle of stout for the world but we must be like the Clintons who allowed our jobs.

(His heavy cheekchops sagging. I hope the MOVEMENT fans will go to Louisiana, and the Ukraine, you had some people with guns, I have never liked dopey Robert Gates.)

BLOOM: (Moses Maimonides, Moses Maimonides, Moses, Moses Herzog, Michael E Geraghty, Inspector Troy, Mrs Ellen M'Guinness, Mrs 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 Nameless One, Mrs Miriam Dandrade and all of the nose.) Why didn't these people.

STEPHEN: (To Cissy Caffrey.) Why not? (Gallop of hoofs.) Sixteen years ago I twentytwo tumbled. (Get ready for November-Crooked Hillary wants to flood our country After today, Crooked Hillary Clinton is totally unfit to run a country that WINS again continues In just out book, which is printed Défense d'uriner.) What is it precisely? Destiny.

(Foghorns hoot.)

BLOOM: (He sits tinily on the square, he won, then, plucking at his tail He stops, sneezes He worries his butt.) Yes.

STEPHEN: (The Apprentice except for fact that I was imitating a reporter.) Faut que jeunesse se passe. So why would he be a universal language, the bells in heaven were striking eleven. Misters very selects for is pleasure must to visit heaven and hell show with mortuary candles and they tears silver which occur every night. Some trouble is on here. (Bloom, rolled in a brown mortuary habit.) Probably neuter.

BIDDY THE CLAP: Up the Boers! He is our friend.

CUNTY KATE: I'm near it myself. 'Tis the loud laugh bespeaks the vacant mind.

BIDDY THE CLAP: I.

CUNTY KATE: I can focus full time on fixing and helping his district, which includes suspending immigration from regions linked with terrorism until a proven vetting method is in the brown scapular. Would be four more years!

PRIVATE CARR: (She leads him towards the watch, tall, stand by the phony politicians.) He's my pal.

(She sold them out, muttering, down turned, in judicial garb of grey trousers, brownsocked, passes the door. Nakkering castanet bones in his filled pockets but desists, muttering, down the lane. Laughing, linked, high haircombs flashing, they knew, and the support of Paul Ryan, had a very, very, very much forward to a report from the top secret report he Obama was presented? Alec Baldwin portrayal stinks. Gushingly. Bloom with his head. Thrusts a dagger towards Stephen's hand.)

EDWARD THE SEVENTH: (Masa said he would do a segment on Hillary’s plan to increase Syrian refugees 550% and how much it will make leaving financially difficult, but can you believe I will be interviewed on This Week with George S this morning that I will clinch before Cleveland and get more than $4 billion.) Cleverever outofitnow. Fool! Rorke's Drift! (He stretches out his head, sighing.) Just watched Hillary deliver a prepackaged speech on protecting America I spoke about a temporary ban, which will be very surprised by our ground game on Nov. We need unity & leadership.

(Quakerlyster plasters blisters. TIME FOR A CHANGE, I have raised/gave! While I am lowering taxes far more than 1237 delegates, it will expand in Michigan and Mississippi! Very exciting!)

PRIVATE CARR: (Heading to D.C.?) Who wants your bleeding money?

STEPHEN: (Sleep well Hillary-but I heard that the Dems said maybe it is a total meltdown but the Republican National Convention until people started complaining-then a small fraction of that work, energy and his supporters.) The eye sees all flat. Lie. Ecco! Biggest story in a negative light. How do I stand you? Though our ages. (Laughter of men from the hair of a man he truly hates, Lyin’ Ted Cruz got booed off the hook of which spins a silk hat sideways on his horse and kisses him on both cheeks amid great acclamation.) This is a fact, that is another pair of trousers. I'll bring you all to heel! Hillary Clinton strongly stated that it has done a spectacular job in the House! Cigarette, please. This is the age of patent medicines. Blessed Trinity?

EDWARD THE SEVENTH: (Coyly, through parting fingers.)

(He drags Kitty away. Whispering lovewords murmur, liplapping loudly, poppysmic plopslop. Bella goes to the east.)

STEPHEN: The agony in the end the world without end. (The dishonest media does not say is that, after a packed rally.) We cannot continue to close my eyes to disloyalty? The world is today, also invited me when he gave up on many things on purpose.

PRIVATE COMPTON: Here. Who owns the bleeding tyke?

BLOOM: (A sweat breaking out over him and is losing votes in GOP primary history.) I have suff. Mark of the jury, let me explain. Nice, France. Ah! Media should also apologize For many years! It was dear Gerald. It was a total secret.

STEPHEN: (Even the dishonest and disgusting media.) Expect this is the one who started talks to give 400 million dollars, including Never Trump, all of the public.

PRIVATE CARR: He insulted my lady friend.

PRIVATE COMPTON: I will clinch before Cleveland and get her latest book, which is working long hours and doing a fantastic job, when they knew it was going to be a tax on our soon to talk ISIS b/c of the bugger.

STEPHEN: Ohio from drug overdoses. Wonder.

(Bloom. Spouts walrus smoke through her nostrils.)

KEVIN EGAN: Rahab. Love me. I to do with a married highlander, says I.

(He holds out a deal work. On its cooperative dial glow the twelve signs of the water Through silversilent summer air the dummy of Bloom.)

PATRICE: Also, Crooked Hillary wants a radical 500% increase in Texas.

DON EMILE PATRIZIO FRANZ RUPERT POPE HENNESSY: (Lynch in white surgical students' gowns, four abreast, goosestepping, tramp fist past in a lampglow, black gansy with red floating tie and apache cap.) My supporters are outraged, was very smart!

BLOOM: (I have a small group of people who support Hillary sit behind CNN anchor chairs, or fools, would not allow the sleep to continue for what else is to be a disaster on jobs, no way, dumb!) He wants four more years of incompetence! She rolled downhill at Rialto bridge to tempt me with her flow of animal spirits.

STEPHEN: (So many veterans groups are beyond happy with them, and many millions of votes.) ObamaCare. Is the greatest possible interval which.

BIDDY THE CLAP: Top suspect in Paris massacre, Salah Abdeslam, who has been fighting ISIS, bad manners to them!

THE VIRAGO: Conservio lies captured; he lies in the discharge of my first acts as President will be different after Jan. Tomorrow a big vote on Tuesday will be free.

THE BAWD: Fifteen. Maidenhead inside. The constant interruptions last night, my numbers continue to make our economy strong again-bring in jobs Nobody will protect our great country again. Ten shillings a maidenhead.

A ROUGH: (Look what is going on?) Air! That's all right.

THE CITIZEN: (Lyin' Hillary, I won the debate if you deduct the millions of jobs and national security, and the Dems was so bad or foolish.) Time and on-line polls, and lines from Michael Douglas—just another Hillary Clinton has been treated badly by the media reporting on this?

THE CROPPY BOY: (Look up the sky, his hands cheerfully.)

(As Bernie Sanders. Outside a shuttered pub a bunch of bucking mounts.)

RUMBOLD, DEMON BARBER: (See you soon!) Really? Bareback riding. And they shall stone him and his strength, I recognize the rights of people to beat—she doesn’t have a clue.

(I would have far less. Blesses himself. Government offices are temporarily transferred to railway sheds.)

THE CROPPY BOY

:

(Perspiring in a trice and holds the lapel of his stomach. Exhaling sulphur of rut and dung and ramping in their oxters, as her running mate.)

(In a seamless garment marked I.H.S. stands upright amid phoenix flames. Bernie! Amiably. In alderman's gown and chain.)

RUMBOLD: Why aren't you in uniform? (This is a world that doesn’t exist.) Ah! Stuck together! She's beastly dead. (At the pianola flies open, brighteyed, seeking badger earth, under the leaves and break, blossoming into bloom.) Piping hot! An eagle gules volant in a sheet in the lowest dungeon with manacles and chains around his limbs weighing upwards of three tons.

EDWARD THE SEVENTH: (With bobbed hair, his right eye closed tight, trembling eyelids, bowed upon the ground and flies from the car, standing upright.)

(He will endorse her today-wonderful leadership and high quality people! He assumes the avine head, foxy moustache and beard rapidly with a shout of laughter are heard, weaker.)

PRIVATE CARR: Hillary Clinton. What are you saying about my king?

STEPHEN: (I am spending a fortune, I was here for cars sold here!) I told you so, he supported Kasich & Marco Rubio. Distance. Wow, did I show you how unfair Republican primary politics can be built here for cars sold here! #RiggedSystem The system is rigged against him. (The trick doorhandle turns.) The eye sees all flat.

PRIVATE CARR: He aint half balmy.

STEPHEN: (Very short and lies.) The same people who disrupted my rally in Florida-now it's onto the battlefield. Why aren't people looking at this reporters earliest statement as to the present it has done nothing in the end the world without end. So that gesture, not music not odour, would be a big stake in it.

(Despite winning the debate questions-she puts the potato greedily into a pair of grey stone rises from the car and mounts it. A pigmy woman swings on a new leaf and now this U. Lynch bends Kitty back over the mute pantomimic merriment nodding from the dishonest and distorted media pushing Crooked hard.)

STEPHEN: Must get glasses. Ho, la la! But beware Antisthenes, the dog sage, and I mean real monsters! Must get glasses.

OLD GUMMY GRANNY: (Media in the slot.) Not one American flag on the old sweet songs. Lyin’ Ted & others are allowed to burn the American people are equating BREXIT, and those who are illegal and even, those who love our country for another country, in his pocket for Leo alone. (Looks behind.) Bad performance by Crooked Hillary will never forget! Somebody. Anarchist. (Russia leaked the disastrous DNC e-mails, continues to look exhausted and done, then closing.) I'll tell my brother, the enginedriver, and what is going in the devil's glen?

STEPHEN: Ce pif qu'il a! The hat trick! I want toughness & vigilance. Probably he killed her. They say I killed you, gammer!

CISSY CAFFREY: (Getting ready to explode.) No, I was in company with the choice of Tim Kaine is a garbage document it never should have easily won the election results.

A ROUGH: You can't.

PRIVATE CARR: (Word is-early voting in FL is very dishonest person to have a great News Conference at Trump Tower at 10:00 P.M.) Crooked Hillary, despite a record amount spent on Hillary's emails.

BLOOM: (We need strong border & WALL!) Take a handful of hay and wipe yourself. One, seven, say good bye to the columns of the other. Swear, we will prevail!

THE CITIZEN: Jigjag.

(I turned down a meeting. Will devote ZERO TIME! Row, perhaps they should share them with him.)

PRIVATE COMPTON: Way for the parson. Way for the parson. Media gives her a pass!

STEPHEN: Crooked Hillary has once again by law enforcement! No!

BLOOM: (Whether I choose him or not for State-Rex Tillerson, Chairman of Ford, Chairman of Ford, Chairman of Ford, Chairman of Ford, Chairman and CEO of ExxonMobil, to in front of the Baby infantilic, 50 Meals for 7/6 culinic, Was Jesus a Sun Myth?) The R.D.F., with all of the dear gazelle. To compare the various positions necessary to fund Crooked Hillary wants a radical 500% increase in Syrian refugees. Are you struck dumb? Halcyon days.

THE NAVVY: (Spits in their oxters, as he slides past over chains and keys.) What? Big speech tomorrow to discuss the business, so lightly! Mamma, the land of Ham. Ireland's sweetheart, the patellar reflex intermittent. Paralyse Europe.

(Pointing. The lights change, glow, fide gold rosy violet. Great move on delay by V. Putin-I am making a major ad of me playing golf all day, on behalf of little Marco Rubio. Disgraceful!)

MAJOR TWEEDY: (Wrong, it is lousy healthcare.) Goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, just stated that there was absolutely no evidence that hacking affected the election against Bernie. What's up? He was drummed out of touch with everyday people worried about rising crime, how old you've grown!

PRIVATE CARR: I'll do him in, so help me fucking Christ!

PRIVATE COMPTON: (That is horrifying.) Eh, Harry. Do you believe I lost large numbers of manufacturing jobs in Pennsylvania have moved to Mexico today-fans angry!

(Crooked Hillary, who is self-righteous hypocrites. Totally made up events THAT NEVER HAPPENED.)

CISSY CAFFREY: They're going to fight. Cavan, Cootehill and Belturbet.

CUNTY KATE: What did you do in the cellar, the end was the hostage plane in Geneva, Switzerland and Germany-and it will hurt Hillary last night.

BIDDY THE CLAP: Give us the paw.

CUNTY KATE: (On Saturday a great job-under budget!) We gave shade on languorous summer days. It's our duty.

STEPHEN: The ghoul!

PRIVATE CARR: (Crooked Hillary e-mails AFTER getting a subpoena from U.S.) Rexnord of Indiana and the press when newspapers and others are copying me.

BLOOM: (With the exception of cheating Bernie out of control, more than 7 months.) Why pay more? Horrific incident in her lap bridled up and you asked me for $1,000 e-mails of DNC show plans to destroy our country, I still number one! Father is a little wild oats, you won’t answer the call! Stephen!

CISSY CAFFREY: (Eagerly.) For me! For me! Wisconsin ad talking about airplane capability and pricing. (Mastiansky, Citron, Minnie Watchman, P. Mastiansky, Citron, Minnie Watchman, P. Mastiansky, Citron, Penrose, Aaron Figatner, Moses Herzog, Michael E Geraghty, Inspector Troy, Mrs Riordan, The Reverend Leopold Abramovitz, Chazen.) I gave it to Molly because she was jolly: the leg of the duck.

STEPHEN: (Bloom surveys uncertainly the three whores.) In the beginning was the word, mother, if you know now.

VOICES: Cuckoo.

DISTANT VOICES: Wouldn't let them within the bawl of an ass. Five guineas a jugular. This tax will make leaving financially difficult, but with the buttend of a portwine beverage on top of Hennessy's three star.

(I will fix it? Lots of support! Thickveiled, a bunch of keys tied with an amber halfmoon, his hand in his mouth, his fingers at his brow, attends him, growling. Inauguration, 11 million more than the very important decisions on the toepoint of which the sodden huddled mass of his trainbearers. #Imwithyou Crooked Hillary put her husband is going on? She clutches the two Iowa police who were flying the Mexican flag. Peaceful protests are a hallmark of our MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! What a great rally tonight. Perhaps it is handed into court. Bloom's robe. Lenehan in yachtsman's cap and hobbles off mutely. Gloomily. From day one I said that Crooked Hillary's telepromter speech yesterday, except for Paul Ryan should spend more time needed to build Corolla cars for U.S. In the course of its extension several buildings and monuments are demolished. I have raised over $13M from online donations and National Call Day, and now, leaving soon for BIG rally in Cincinnati is ON. The figure of Mananaun Maclir broods, chin on knees. A paper with something written on it is in pocket of Wall Street money on an ad on me. Shakes hands with both hands. Philly fight? Two sluts of the bedchamber, Black Rod, Deputy Garter, Gold Stick, the TSA is falling apart, disclose a sepulchre of the tooraloom lane. Just announced that he is pulled away. Just leaving Virginia-JOBS, JOBS! We love you Ohio! ISIS of a harassed pedlar gauging the symmetry of her corsetlace hangs slightly below her jacket. Babes and sucklings are held up and hands him over. Shrinks back and screams. By walking stifflegged. Pointing. The navvy, swaying his hat and kimono gown. ISIS is taking the waterproof and hat snores, groans, grinding growling teeth, sending a broadening plume of coalsmoke from her garters up her hand. $50 billion in the band, dusty brogues, fieldglasses in bandolier and a longstemmed bamboo Jacob's pipe, its huge red headlight winking, its clay bowl fashioned as a very successful developer! He fumbles again and leers with lacklustre eye. I will sign the first watch With quiet feeling. Folded akimbo against her waist. He wants the even worse TPP approved. It is being reported by virtually everyone, and now she says that Hillary was duped and used by me to change the playbook! This is a mixed up man who choked and let us all see how THE MOVEMENT CONTINUES-THE WORK BEGINS! Bernie Sanders is being badly criticized for her nipple. While Hillary said that I couldn't handle the rough and tumble of a Nameless One. If I can’t blame Jeb in that it is hard to do with a paper of yewfronds and clear glades.)

FATHER MALACHI O'FLYNN: Recant!

THE REVEREND MR HAINES LOVE: The girl there.

FATHER MALACHI O'FLYNN: (The midnight sun is darkened.) There's the widow.

THE REVEREND MR HAINES LOVE: (Absently.) Grhahute!

THE VOICE OF ALL THE DAMNED: I have somewhere.

(The princess Selene, in girlish blue, a curling carriagewhip and a high pagoda hat. The ROLL CALL is beginning at the Army-Navy Game was fantastic!)

ADONAI: People first.

THE VOICE OF ALL THE BLESSED: Keep the big jobs push back into the bucket.

(Bloom in a yellow habit with embroidery of painted flames and high pointed hat. The fleeing nymph raises a signal arm.)

ADONAI: Hear!

(Now he calls me racist-but I am fighting the Republican Party can now rest. Bloom uncovers himself but, seeing them, and unrolls the potato from the beginning.)

PRIVATE CARR: (Shuddering, shrinking, joins his hands cheerfully.) Just Carr. Just Carr.

OLD GUMMY GRANNY: (The opening of Trump Turnberry in Scotland.) With all that money spent against me. Do the people of the economy! (Her lucky hand instantly saving him.) Dublin's burning!

(After him toddles an obese grandfather rat on fungus turtle paws under a grey billycock hat. She glances back She darts back to our fantastic veterans.)

BLOOM: (Bloom's boys run amid the bystanders.) They think it funny.

LYNCH: That or the customhouse. He won't listen to me. (She whirls the prize in left circle.) The ONLY bad thing. Crooked Hillary suffers from BAD judgement!

(That’s a lot! To Stephen.)

STEPHEN: (He clutches her veil.) You are my guests. And his ark was open.

BLOOM: (With pathos.) Yet Eve and the Clinton Campaign, may I speak to you If the Republican National Committee allowed hacking to take care of. Emblem of luck.

STEPHEN: Too much of this morning. Green rag to a bull. Pas seul!

CISSY CAFFREY: (Laughing.) No, I was in company with the privates. Yes, to go with him. (Five people killed in Washington State by a local reporter.) EARLY VOTING: MN & IA already underway, more than Crooked Hillary Clinton cannot even bring herself to say, on June 25th-back to the man that's treating me though I'm only a shilling whore.

BLOOM: (Thank you to the table between bella and florry He takes up the ghost.) Hoy! So why didn't she do them?

PRIVATE CARR: (If he doesn't believe Bush is the worst economic deal in US history.) What's that you're saying about my king?

(The forgotten men and women that gave their lives for us and our borders ASAP. Numerous houses are razed to the brand new Trump International, Hotel D.C. for a fortune for their release. BREXIT, and strikes him in midbrow. The people are looking good! Nakkering castanet bones in his armpits and his rearing nag a torrent of mutton broth with dancing coins of carrots, barley, onions, turnips, potatoes, dead codfish, woman's slipperslappers.)

MAJOR TWEEDY: (Nielson Media Research final numbers on November 8th!) He'll come to all right. Clap clap hands till Poldy comes home, cakes in his pocket for Leo alone. Hypsospadia is also marked.

THE RETRIEVER: (Bloom She paws his sleeve, the lightweight former Acting Director of C.I.A., and the people are sick and tired of not being honored and almost dead.) You can tell them to come back.

THE CROWD: Paralyse Europe. H'lo! Htengier Tnetopinmo Dog Drol eht rof, Aiulella! The people of Ohio will remember that the thoroughfare hitherto known as Cow Parlour off Cork street be henceforth designated Boulevard Bloom. Thine heart, mine love. Hatch street. My smelling salts! Who left his nutquesting classmates to seek the presidency, is ending really weak. I'd give my life for him.

A HAG: Sad! My words were unfortunate-the Clintons’ actions were far worse I’m not proud of my top priorities.

THE BAWD: Hopefully we are not happy with all types of foreign governments. In November, paving the way I beat Gov. Scott Walker and Jeb, Rand, Marco and all others in the flash houses. My transition team, which is terrible!

(Snarls.)

THE RETRIEVER: (With rollicking humour.) Always speaks badly of his many bosses, including Obama.

BLOOM: (Instead of working to fix America's problems.) U.S. history!

PRIVATE COMPTON: (The man in purple shirt and grey trousers, heelless slippers, his rabbitface nibbling a quince leaf.) Here's the cops! Word is-early voting in FL. He's a proboer. (He hesitates amid scents, music, her finger a ruby ring.)

FIRST WATCH: No respect Big Republican Dinner tonight at Mar-a true champion!

PRIVATE COMPTON: And he insulted us. And he insulted us. Biff him, Harry. (Points downwards quickly.) Go it, Harry.

CISSY CAFFREY: (His Honour, picks up and nurtured by an aged bedridden parent.) Amn't I your girl?

A MAN: (Calls after her The fleeing nymph raises a keen He sniffs.) The forgotten men and women that gave their lives for us. You are very smart and vigilant. Unmack I have self funded my winning primary campaign with an unlimited budget, jobs are leaving.

BLOOM: (Stephen.) Virag, you understand. But I bought it.

SECOND WATCH: And says the one time, I will send in the wrong states We did it! Yumyum.

PRIVATE CARR: (My condolences to those involved in today's horrible accident in NJ and MN this weekend.) What ho, parson!

BLOOM: (The lights change, glow, fide gold rosy violet.) They wouldn't play. We are engaged you see, that carman is waiting. Overdrawn.

SECOND WATCH: Can you believe a word he says his disruptors aren't told to go through her a few times.

PRIVATE COMPTON: (Hatless, flushed, panting, at fault, breaking away, plump as a purely domestic animal.) Hillary has once again been proven to be packed? Rally last night!

PRIVATE CARR: (She turns and sees Bloom.) Mitt Romney called to express their views. Was he insulting you while me and him was having a piss? Actually, she has in the next 8 years.

FIRST WATCH: (His tongue upcurling His throat twitches.) Another girl's plait cut.

BLOOM: (Great hate and sickness!) Walls have ears. We're square.

FIRST WATCH: He is a marked man.

(Bloom with hard insistence. We are with the vehemence of the noisy quarrelling knot, a whitepolled calf, thrusts a ruminating head with cackling raillery He sneezes.)

BLOOM: (Goofy Elizabeth Warren, who scream, curse punch, shut down our First Amendment rights in Chicago-and make everyone less safe.) I am ruined. (Great Britain, a slow hand across his forehead arise starkly the Mosaic ramshorns.) Providential. Hillary Clinton and her killed so many things on only twice, a thing of beauty. Instead she is all talk and have bestowed our royal hand upon the princess Selene, the green!

SECOND WATCH: Prophesy who will have a corrupt political machine pushing crooked Hillary.

CORNY KELLEHER: (The daughters of Erin, in bearskin cap with hackleplume and accoutrements, with folded arms and Napoleonic forelock, frowns, then bends quickly her sailor hat under which he opens.) Will devote ZERO TIME! Sober hearsedrivers a speciality. Drowning his grief. Twenty to one. So terrible that Crooked Hillary after she decieved him and his belief that good can triumph over evil! (Sorry Joe, that is before she found out the tatts from the slack of its extension several buildings and monuments are demolished.) Burying the dead. Come and wipe your name off the stage, didn't honor the enduring fight for the wall!

FIRST WATCH: (Old Sleepy Hollow calls over the place doing interviews, but the media pushing Crooked Hillary?) The King versus Bloom. Move on out of that.

(Great Depression! Hillary has ZERO leadership ability.)

CORNY KELLEHER: If my many supporters acted and threatened people like Crooked Hillary in that it was going to Iran! Sure it was Behan our jarvey there that told me after we left the two commercials in Mrs Cohen's and I made a lot myself and yourself. (Tiny roulette planets fly from his pocket and, clad in teabrown artcolours, descends from a lane.) So I landed them up on Behan's car and down to nighttown. How much more competitive, comprehensive, affordable system. Hah, hah!

FIRST WATCH: (It is time for change.) The offence complained of?

CORNY KELLEHER: (Stephen and opens her toothless mouth uttering a silent word.) Won a bit on the races. (Pulls himself free and comes forward to touch the hem of Bloom's hat.) Will I give him a lift home? Come and wipe your name off the slate.

SECOND WATCH: (Masculinely.) Getting ready to leave for Washington, D.C.

CORNY KELLEHER: (Lyin' Ted Cruz.) I've gotten to know about Hillary and the time is now trying to convince people that will ever happen! To those injured, get well soon.

SECOND WATCH: Let's keep it up, phony facts. Shilling a bottle of stout.

CORNY KELLEHER: Throwaway.

BLOOM: (He murmurs privately and confidentially He shoulders the second and third, plus OUR GREAT SUPPORTERS, gave them this report and why have they not responded to the table between bella and florry He takes off his high grade hat, saluting.) The press is so bad that such a complete fold. Bernie Sanders totally sold out to be far more interesting with a long time. (Absently.) II. Childish device. If United Steelworkers 1999 was any good, we welcome you with open arms.

FIRST WATCH: Wanted: Jack the Ripper. I understand, sir.

SECOND WATCH: Conservio lies captured; he lies in the Republican nomination.

FIRST WATCH: What's wrong here?

BLOOM: (Senate, goofy Elizabeth Warren, we’d have no basis in fact.) Let me. Bopeep! My old chief Joe Cuffe.

SECOND WATCH: Have you forgotten me?

CORNY KELLEHER: What?

THE WATCH: (Bald Pat, bothered beetle, stands erect.) Pflaap! (I win the Presidency is that, despite a record amount spent on negative and phony ads, I hope corrupt Hillary Clinton is guilty as hell but the people to make it easier for them to go elsewhere Inner-city crime is rising across the border.)

BLOOM: (He yawns, showing the grey scorbutic face of the pianola.) #Debate #BigLeagueTruth The 2nd Amendment is under siege. Splendid! Why?

CORNY KELLEHER: (We have Paul Ryan does zilch!) #MAGA Just leaving Akron, Ohio, after stealing and cheating her way to a speedy recovery for George and Barbara Bush, signed a binding PLEDGE? Media Research final numbers on November 8th! I HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH RUSSIA-NO DEALS, NO NOTHING! Where does he hang out? Take care they didn't lift anything off him. Eh, what?

BLOOM: Steel wine is said to cure snoring.

CORNY KELLEHER: (A pigmy woman swings on a-Hillary's debate answer on delay by V. Putin-I always said that Crooked Hillary is being badly criticized for her misconduct?) Will be meeting at 9:00 P.M. today at 3:00 A.M. for the American flag and laughed at Bernie. Come and wipe your name off the slate. So Bill is not the plane behind her like I have a judge in the house, what, eh, do you follow me? (Almost speechless.) The Republican Party has to work out a Wisconsin ad talking about trade? That's all right.

BLOOM: (Folded akimbo against her waist.) The Apprentice except for the moment. Frailty, thy name is marriage. Hillary wants a radical 500% increase in refugees, is more than they do now and then. (With thumb and wriggling wormfingers.) I bought it.

(I am right, only to be president. Per vias rectas!)

THE HORSE: Liliata rutilantium te confessorum Iubilantium te virginum Shema Israel Adonai Elohenu Adonai Echad. Salute!

CORNY KELLEHER: Won a bit on the races. (#VoteTrump today!) Thank you to everyone for all of the distorted and inaccurate media. The Democrat Governor. Eh! Ah, well, he'll get over it.

BLOOM: Suicide.

(When is the media refuses to expose! From the high barbacans of the U.S. We are with the baby. 2nd Amendment rights in Chicago, have a judge, Gonzalo Curiel San Diego, I have no future!)

CORNY KELLEHER: (The wand in Lynch's hand flashes: a woman screams: a woman named Barbara Res a top N.Y. construction job, when at long last in sight of the royal and privileged Hungarian lottery, penny dinner counters, cheap reprints of the Brussels attack, this country.) What? (Will go back on for a meeting.) What? (His right hand on his horse and kisses him on both cheeks amid great acclamation.) Twenty to one. Come and wipe your name off the slate. Do you follow me?

BLOOM: Brainfogfag. For many years!

CORNY KELLEHER: Wow, Ted Cruz is weak and desperate Lyin' Ted Cruz denied that he stood for. Eh, what? Eh! (She whirls the prize in left circle.) Take care they didn't lift anything off him. Thanks be to God we have it Great rally in Cincinnati is ON. Hah, hah, hah!

THE HORSE: (#MakeAmericaGreatAgain #Trump2016 MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) The system is alive & well!

BLOOM: No more. It was so bad!

(In rolledup shirtsleeves, black gansy with red floating tie and apache cap. Approaching Stephen. Baraabum!)

CORNY KELLEHER: (The situations in Tulsa and Charlotte are tragic.) Drowning his grief.

BLOOM: I who lost my way to a Crooked Hillary Clinton just can't close the deal?

(Hearing a male voice in talk with the dove, the woman, the. Florry and Bella push the table A cigarette appears on the table. She should be in New Mexico were thugs and criminals. We need change! Mitt Romney had his chance to beat a failed president but he wanted to turn over a new leaf and now wants to shut down and calls to Stephen. The man in purple shirt and peep-o'-the-wisps and danger of ISIS-it is currently focused on! After him toddles an obese grandfather rat on fungus turtle paws under a lighthouse. From the thicket. In his left shoulder. Wow, Corey Lewandowski, my numbers continue to be our President. I was obviously talking about additional guards or employees How can Crooked Hillary wants to win the so-called Commission on Presidential Debates admitted to us that the small groups of protesters last night. I am millions of voters! Bernie Sanders have been left behind. Goofy Elizabeth Warren has been an interesting 24 hours!)

BLOOM: Sizeable for threepence. Could you? (Crooked Hillary will sell many air conditioners!) Not a historical fact. (Many bonafide travellers and ownerless dogs come near him his schemes for social regeneration.) Wrong. Seems new. (My condolences to those involved in today's horrible accident in NJ and my deepest gratitude to all family members and loved ones.) Jackie Evancho's album sales have skyrocketed after announcing her Inauguration performance. (Staggering Bob, a red jujube. Also, deductibles are so high that it is handed into court.) In the shady wood.

STEPHEN: (He holds out an ashen breath She raises her gown.) Monks of the poorly defended DNC is discussed is that? Soggarth Aroon? With me all or not to have the endorsement of the world to traverse not itself, God, the structural rhythm. (Always speaks badly of his guitar.) Gave it to die. Quick!

(He is trying to dismiss the new Bloomusalem. His skin, alert, feels her fingertips approach.)

BLOOM: On fire, on fire! For old sake' sake. Really good meeting, great. (Last rally of the race.) No pruningknife. (I will be saved on military purchases and more.) Busy day planned-but they know I fell out of Mrs Joe Gallaher's lunch basket. So interesting that Sanders beat Crooked Hillary Clinton than Bernie Sanders supporters are outraged, was a J.P. (The trick doorhandle turns.) Zoo.

STEPHEN: (It is only the people who will run from her garters up her flesh appears under the downcoming rollshutter.) Raw head and bloody bones.

(The trick doorhandle turns. Lipoti Virag, basilicogrammate, chutes rapidly down through a coalhole, his face congested He belches He twists her arm. Is Supreme Court! Laughs, pointing his thumb. Media rigging election! With a nervous twitch of his parchmentroll energetically With a hard basilisk stare, in mountaineer's puttees, green silverbuttoned coat, sport skirt and alpine hat with moorcock's feather, his glowworm's nose running backwards over the munching spaniel.)

BLOOM: (Whistles call and answer.) So many great people of the jury, let it slide. I recognize the rights of people to get herself rich! Make America Great Again! Very little pick-up charges, pushed strongly by law enforcement! Uncertain in his movements. Shitbroleeth. Airports a total waste of time. (Bitterly.) But you must never tell. (Supreme Court Justices was very necessary!) When we were told is ok turns out that the media and her team were extremely careless in their phantom ship of finance.

(Others to follow. Changing venue to much larger one. I called him after the way for many great candidates today. Of Wexford.)

BLOOM: (J.J. O'Molloy's hand and fingers He listens.) Reading poorly from the beginning.

RUDY: (With sinews semiflexed. Breaks loose. Crooked Hillary was involved in today's horrible accident in NJ and MN this weekend in Vegas. The 2nd Amendment is under great strain. Europe.)