fieves stole my cart an ' kidnapped my best friend and i fell frough a grinder like a piece of trash and i 've lost everyfin ' and i 've still got to walk all the way frough the swamp of sog to the observatory an ' back in a week an ' get refracting lenses to trade for lem an ' i have a single yenti to pay for it an ' i 've got no time to spend feelin ' 'cause lem 's dependin ' on me an ' -- '' his voice got louder and more piercing to his own ears as he went on .