| FLOOD, IT RAGES, EH?
O, GALE DOSETH FIR A THIEF'S GOLD ORE ERGO A FILTH DOSE HOLDS' FIG, O EATER |
(1:8)
(2:3) (2:9) (3:6) (3:12) |
overrunning flood utterly ends enemies
fir trees to be terribly shaken permission to recover stolen treasures Nineveh made vile gazingstock for wickedness strong-holds' figs fall into eater's mouth |