quintuple anagram

Inspired by th work of th Oulipo, I hav ben playng around with constraind riting lately, a hoby I do so enjoy. Last nyt, I made a triple anagram, wich I then extendd to a quintuple anagram, a variation of my very own desyn.

This technique is rathr like a "theme & variations." In this poem, th "theme" is a paragraf from pg 39 in Ulysses by James Joyce.

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THEME

He has nowhere to put it, you mug. Bring in our Chippendale chair. Would you like a bit of something? None of your damned lawdeedaw here; the rich of a rasher fried with a herring? Sure? So much the better. We have nothing in the house but backache pills.

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FIRST VARIATION [a sentence anagram]

We have nothing in the house but backache pills.

Would you like a bite of something? None of your damned lawdeedaw here; the rich of a rasher fried with a herring? Bring in our Chippendale chair. He has nowhere to put it, you mug. Sure? So much the better.

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SECOND VARIATION [a word anagram]

He here?

Would something fried in lawdeedaw like a rich rasher put you in a better chair? Bring you the pills but with a herring of Chippendale? Sure the house. None of our damned bite; your backache has nothing, nowhere.

So the mug of it. We have to.

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THIRD VARIATION [a letter anagram]

Cretin. Shall we continue rubbing our tiny glockenspiels together until they break? Would you charge me four dimes and a cube of tea? Nap.

Beth a hi hi hi hi hi. Where what fu fu.

See the horrid water there poured; How does a modern champion have his nog?

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FOURTH VARIATION [a sentence anagram of the third variation]

Would you charge me four dimes and a cube of tea? Where what fu fu. Cretin. Shall we continue rubbing our tiny glockenspiels together until they break? See the horrid water there poured; How does a modern champion have his nog? Beth a hi hi hi hi hi.

Nap.

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FIFTH VARIATION [a word anagram of the fourth variation]

Where horrid glockenspiels
break the modern dimes
a tiny cube does rubbing.

How hi hi hi and hi hi you charge.
Shall our tea water have a nog?
Would we continue?
Cretin there his champion; what of me, Beth?
See they poured together.
Nap until fu fu a four.