Chapter 7: Thicker than My Father’s Arms (Honest Adolph Volume III)

Wallace Runnymede Novel

Willow.

Willow-willow.

Oh hey Willow, Will-Willow

Ah me Daffy-Down-Dillies!

 

Where I am.

Where I am.

Sing, Temple Sing!

Trink, Gunther Trink!

 O, and I am not alone.

 

Rhiiiiiiiinegold, faaaaaalllll upooooooon the shore!

IIIIIIIII am youuuuuuuuuurs foreeeeeeevermore!

Froooooolic, freeeeeely in the mire, and never mind the meeeeeeeedia wire

That cheeeeeeeat the woooooooooorld of yooooooooour desire!

 

Friedman, Friedman, Wealth of the Wildly

Make of me Bridely

To the dwarf-like eniiiiiiiiiiiiiigma!

 

Ach! Fraulein be free,

Like char siu and tea,

Be another soft pearl buried,

Deep, deep down in the oooooooocean!

 

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DURRRRRRRRRRRRM! DURM DURRRRRRRRRRRRM!

Make way for the crazy Tooooooooooooooot! DURM DURRRRRRRM

 

Jaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, Schwester Mona

I am dyyyyyyyyying, now drown me now….

 

Ooooooo Sauuuuuuuuuuuuuul, Love!

Ooooooo Frieeeeeeeedmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan! And so it paaaaaaaaaaases…….

 

Fried-man! Fried-man! Friiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeed…

Fried-man! Fried-man! Friieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed

 

O Saul, man!

O unshackled soul….

O my dooooooooownfallllllllllllllll

 

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EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

 

Oh Willow, the trolls of cloud, they are uppling me back to shore!

Oh brother, brother, the sword, it shall yet be resheathed!

Upsingses! Uppspingers! Halt! Ach haltend Hagen!

Oh treacherous, oh treacherous!

The Ring! It is mine! O Empire of age-like beauty!

O queen-like Reich! Reich! Reich…

 

GET BACK OF THE RING! 

GET BACK! GET BACK!

GET BACK! GET BACK!

GET BACK! GET BACK!

GET BACK! GET BACK!

GET BACK! GET BACK!

GET BACK! GET BACK!

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Adolph Adams awoke in a cold sweat.

He shook himself, tried to forget the dream.

The maidens tried to call him back.

But he was caught in some unpleasant phantasy.

Fair or foul, he must tarry until the break of day.

Author: Wallace's Books