The Greatest Joke of the Dream

While i was battering away at the pyramid a sort of badgered haired old merman with a hump on his back, takes me by the shoulders and slews me round. What are you about? Says he slid. Man, but i was frightened, such a fizz. But somehow, next moment i was over the fright. In fact, only a whale boning that he gave me, not a bass kick. Besides, thinks i look at it at once, why the end of it, the foot part? What a small sort of end it is. Whereas if a broad footed farmer kicked me, there's a devilish, broad insult. But this insult is