Frank Corcoran

It was agreed back around 1811 to shed the rhetorical question. We still have the filmic schnitt. Still. Thus my pipe, mo phíopa: ” I am big with self-impiportance, a dudeen pregnancy, St. Agglutinatio, loveliest of saints !” The coyness of smoker Magritte. You can not say : ” I am immense with glory!” No snicker, not the shadow of a cowboy´s razored tit, please. Granted I saw the other night ” a world of light”. Then there is the Tipperary composer, Shakespeare, with his . ” Tá do shúilé ag na péistí!” ” Is tá do bhéilín ag na portáin” = Reilly was born. Reilly suffered. Reilly´s skull utters the note.
This is still not a dudeen. ” D U D E E N” is surely D plus UT plus D plus MI, MI, MI plus N.