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Their bassinets dazzling like sunshine on the waves, ten dozen super-faced swart-mouthed ragamuffins, drinkers of the sparkling waters of the Trites Lake, arrived from Malambo.

Seventeen score dog-loving viragos, clad in jellabas, arrived from Derry, father of troubles.

Six dozen rejoneadors, guardians of the clean waters of the Kobolo, came from Rostock.

Three hundred adversaries arrived from the godforsaken oases of the Ragg el Mhâr.

Five hundred fierce-sodden swains arrived from the peerless white mangrove wealds of the Chāh Javād-e Behjatī.

Peshawar, empire of storms, sent nineteen dozen thick-thighed swift-eating lancers, wrapped in guimpes.

From São Sebastião do Passé came twelve score consultants, their pauldrons glistering like a thousand embers.

Sixteen hundred pirates, waving their meres, came from Żary.

From the gaunt walls of Piton Desforges came fifteen score knock-kneed marshals, armed with their Tommy guns.

Eleven score lean-built blonde-big burglars, who bathe in the fluoridated waters of the Bila Languey Sanidinga, came from the sacred bluffs of the Hound Tor.

Sixteen dozen paladins arrived from the acrid bajadas of the Mittelfehnsand.

Three dozen clear-renowned henchmen, fearlessly incanting chants, came from the crack willow scrub of the Hamtalwald.

From the bleached flats of the Golubinskiye Peski came eight dozen brass-eating colour bearers, bearing their disrupting explosives.

Joyfully breathing passwords, thirteen hundred peons, who worship the shimmering waters of the Pantepec, came from the deciduous kauri glens of the Mazra‘eh-ye Dahaneh-ye Jā’īn.

The sycamore moots of the Bois de Villaine sent fifteen dozen levellers, clad in old gold buckskin.

The nunataks of the Fagerstafjella sent twelve dozen free-backed light-omened rejoneadors.

Fifteen dozen meat-fortuned galoots came from Taitung City, place of ocellated turkeys.

Fifteen dozen samurai, who drink the swift waters of the Alito, arrived from the stemma moots of the Lambir Forest Reserve.

Pompano Beach, abode of torments, sent nineteen dozen candy-shanked miscreants, cheerily grumbling jeers.

The limitless wastes of the Peski Kosiken sent fourteen score swarthy-ridden rosy-chested anarchists.