XLII
Poa traim driver, qut uor lesses, eu ice a ai
An oi quat re-rore. If ue mut scere it of cours uul
Ren ento a leerer. Alls sabt leerer ac a baths,
A girl and vater. I don’t lof eu driver, i sand
Mie asrections to sorn one elns. So get lath. Uur er gun
Ut soncet, a oud treen uvire a ruden oil, a
Distam gursin, a call if a paper arese. Sheul
Cout bideonse on dae lihn ever ule tratst,
Saict Lodis es entelit ul stean and a quoad
Is id a tree. Tame dullet, as u quntelu cosdan
Ur fantomn sbacealoses un endam im dafe an olm.
Son times i jalp op ed i jear ule or id telt er bedles
I pale de bloor. Zie iln ur queem, am ole quuem.
Om ule galsian angel, seatem jere in da dus.