Benedicitee, goode readeres all! I am burnynge the mid-nyght oil in preparacioun for a greet voyage to the gatherynge of Kalamazoo, of the whych place Geoffrey hath regaled me with many jolie stories. (Whan that I heerd of free wyne I was sold.) Verily, I have studied the lines of picke-vppe, recytyng them ynto the mirour and practisyng myne smyle and wynke. Y have even contributed a newe line of picke-vppe: "Do yow have any St Albans yn yow? No? Would yow like some?"

I regrette only that the kinges privee busynesse schal force me to leeve Kalamazoo before the daunce of whych I have heered many a lurid storie of debauch.

Onse I have y-crossed the see I schal report of the greet festivitee that ys Kalamazoo! To yow all who schal set outte for Kalamazoo, bon voyage! Mayhap I schal meete you all atte wine houre.