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"My fino rye," she penned, "the bak'll be a collos-worth with mandy and my chavvis." On a time a Gipsy mother at the fair asked a gentleman to give her a shilling for luck. And he gave it, and asked her, "If I lose my money a- betting on the horses, where will my luck be?" "My fine gentleman," she said, "the luck will be a shilling's worth with me and my children."
"Tacho," penned the prastramengro, "it's the kushtiest pauno rani mandy ever dickdus. Ki did tute kin it?" Avali, many's the chairus mandy's tippered a trinmushi to a prastramengro ta mukk mandy hatch my tan with the chavvis. Once on a time a Gipsy stole a turkey, and then met a policeman on the road. "Where did you steal that turkey?" asked the policeman.
Kenna-sig his juvo welled adree an' putched him to jal kerri, but yuv pookered her, "Kek I won't jal kenna." Then she penned, "Well alang, the chavvis got kek habben." So she putchered him ajaw an' ajaw, an' he always rakkered her pauli "Kek."
When the chavvis can't latch the tan, it's the same gudlo, "Rom-ma-ny jo-ter!" Joter pens kett'nus.
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