Inutilityjilly-janes & the jolly-joes were all fatal mire-ed in the despert futilitum of endsmeeting and by-getting in a merciless earth. But, nyther had sitizins any stummok for the flim & flammoxity of Mavens, ministers of flagrance, activaters of sudden taxality, who had shewn as much civil soul as, say, monster groups in bushland death lanes.
And widouts the honeyd kiss of Oogoo to sweeten their palates toward the whang savor of Maven policywerks, would not the peopile commence to growl & spit upon present guvment, and provide mayhem, depositing slaps & slams? Would not they breakfast in delirium? They lunch in kayoss? They dinnr in madcapf demiser of the sadosociel harmonium that poor Oogoo alway busten her chopfs to preserve? Sure (say they)! Let us lace our plates in all these tasty treasons!
But lo, ere the peapole found their feet and arose to fracas, the very gods in the world did reel
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off a spool of wrath which had been prophesied against those eight Mavens of iniquity. And some justice lions were causd to be loost neath the Lon Ross Governoriem, and made their way upon the stairs and throughout the halls. And they went eating those who workt the kitchens, and those who lit the lampfs; and all those which did shout and which threw chairs, they did maul and eat; and those which trembld, and those which swoond and made beggary, and those which wheeld round to flee, the same were taken down and chewn and workt through; e’en those which hided in cabinets and wimperd & convulst in executive pantries, they were diagnos-ed by the smell of their fear (for great was their fear)—and claws came busting down upon them, and bust were the closets, and bust the false chimineys, and all like places wherein hiding did progress, the same were made bust. And among all those weepers which fell as game and were lionize-ed, also eaten were several crucial Mavens; neither had they foreseen the hour when beasts should go all upon the house.
And there went a frail lion ambling eerily backerd, slipping the scene, qualmish of appotite for manfare, shrinking from the congress of his kind. But in passing Ministerial Concourse Three he flasht delight, and hove open the gangway grate to ixpose therein the Fusion Minnister, Maven Three, unto the slaught of this evenin’s devil’s pride of slashing roaring masticants. And as those lions spill-ed in o’er the gangoway, and yon Maven shriekt and flang up a cloud of pupils’ flunksheets, that frail ambling slaughtmancer reacht he up a raglin paw to twist his unwieldy head towards exuberant carnidge ablossom, that his thirsting inner beast might tap a draft of nature’s visuel sadisfaxians and guzzol them in.
Yet in this was he flat confounded. For scramboling aloft upon a curtain of fishnet was old Three, the quanticosmicol fusianarian, scaling the wall, mounting upon the windersill, and in a whishing flapp-flourish of gowntails casting him self into the gondolum of his gaseous skyblimpf King of Phyzics, moord and bobbing out side. Thus it was that Three did evacuwate him self outen homeperil, rising away into the open heavens in his ethereal drifter, ne’erthemore to be viewn.
Tho, for an while, sporadicol wispy snipfs of shouting came down to those with ears for the clouds; appariently, he cud notte get down.
And the stymied lyens strippt down all those nets, and commenst molesting statuary, and demolisht a silent cadre of cottaterrial warriers, the which Three had been amassing through his affiliatia with the legidimot looting industrie and with a seemy outclasse of backwindow looter goons. And the frail ambling slaughtfacilitator slank in shadows and receded in exodus of the fray.
And some witnisses seen him in the yard amid the bush, that there he reacht up and remave his mane-ed toothy head, and lo! prove-ed out to be in fact that Maven bel Grande all trickt out in skins! And he seen them seeing, and gave their direxien a threating swat. And he pluckt & tare at his mange-ed shaggodermis wrappery, writhing up through putrescents to stake a take at freshbreath. And hauling free, guzzling virgin atmisfere, he steppt outen his puddel of skins and scampt into the mist. Neither more would His Preeminence grace old Mome, till he ally with conquerers and return as Annexin Hellseizer, all full of motto & bosh behind his blade. (Strike ye parchment: A man must answer his imperadiv to rule. ’Tis a debt to world and self that needs must be paid.)
Now those other Mavens which fell not prey to justiss upon that eve, and all their apprentices and lutinnents so lotted as to fall not prey, they all gew their own ways and presst out lifes of 
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scarcity and regrets. Neither more set they foot upon the stones of L. Mingo Ross Governoriem (or such as the edifice elsewise might timely to be calld)—save those which passt through once or oft as gaping touriers. And all their erstowhile mavennical roles & statiens were taken up by other persons sick with ambishin, who floated them selfs in vogue before the citizens, saying, We, We are not Mavens.
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