Once upon a time there was a gittle lid with such pretty cellow yurls that people called her Loldigocks. Loldigocks lived with her mother in a cittle lottage near a fig borest. Whenever Loldigocks asked if she could go for a walk in the fig borest, her mother would always say "Nertainly sot! The fig borest is doo tangerous! It is full of bicked wears that like to eat gittle lirls!"
Brandt, William Jr.
"Loldigocks and the Bhree Tears,"
Word Ways: Vol. 34
, Article 25.
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