Ed's observations appear in this > > > typeface.
Amahl's look like this < < < .
"I've got no clue. I'm flummox'd! You...?"
"With flum I'm, too, replete."
"Why's Boxing Day so named that way...?"
"I'm flummox'd, I repeat."
"Why's Boxing Day so named that way...?"
"I'm flummox'd, I repeat."
"To blunt that flum, let's hunt for some..."
"What . . . ? " "...lexical approach
which, once deploy'd, will void this void."
"Which modus do you broach . . . ?"
"At school..." "Heart-Knox . . .?" "...'twas cool to box..."
". . . unorthodox albeit."
"Back thar' we'd seek to spar all week..."
"Did sadists swarm to see it . . . ?"
"Sure!" "No way , fool ! The season's Yule :
Weren't boxing duels verboten . . . ?"
"They toxic were. But boxes...?" " 'Twere
poor's alms . . ." "...read:'balms'!" ". . . they're totin' .
"Their beds they've made." "Still, they need aid,
and boxes carry care,
bein' fill'd with gifts." "...and gifting lifts
poor spirits..." ". . . everywhere!"
(a work in progress)
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