poem bot II

II.
righteous the tumult would á brjósti this say
I would not be
versed too sleep enough into the tonight
this night I slime 14 hours, thus repulse amaze
I want cups with cafe later.
I mote do a part too
strong coffee
I at home and I confess ;l) I is today river a stage

righteous the tumult would á brjósti this say
and I is
wholly impassable route to do some responsible today.
while I
become á brjósti been weary
þess vegna for all that devise to good
fortune , and the form with my existence
why there feels thus wonderful

maybe I come home of late into the tonight
my mind
righteous doeskin work pay lip service to ;l)

slab today; my primordial day, drive away.

THE END.
-Kolfinna