Hours elapsed since I did sleep off and feed my belly from the trough.
What...the...creaking screech re: sound ding, (an unexpected pro noun sub bull mashup attributed to partial government shutdown point ******* at dented prez clown.)
The night of my spectacularly exhausting seventh birth, I dreamt about an amazing fictitious place, and taint nope pull lace on Earth
cozily warm like a wood burning hearth where embers snap, crackle, and pop with mirth best show in shutterfly REM hmm...memory wool worth
(at least for near future) stayin alive whiskey indeed no comparison, dip pin dive ving into subconscious realm, and drive ving devotees mad, 'specially when bing a **** hull lie ("FAKE"),
thus wide awake temper aerily perhaps til five (more minutes), when buzz zee as bee hive honey combed noggin will cease to jive, and crown jewel will suddenly seize
gnome hatter, hatter how hard I strive to stay awake for no particular rhyme, nor reason won during, how far this chap can push himself to break
king point, which presently me make foolish poem just to slake *** heed to slather palaver which yukon leave or take, since essentially nary a clue
handy dan dee blues zee drew pea senseless blather basically (AWOL) din flue zee brooked stream of consciousness writing whatever zaps glue
*** bobbing sponge with grayish hue cranking out words as they snap, crackle and pop to this Jew dishy us scrivener knew dulling in an attempt
to splash unexpurgated lue nah see gobbledygook, yes sigh hug gree quite loo ***, yet this long (in the dent chord tooth) fell hoo,
he experiences silly (NOT solid) state ready to moo myself to supine pose new matter, an unusual burst of energy recharged
ordinarily inactive cerebral queue, hence maximization left no time to rue rationality upended in frenetic attempt to spew
until...capacity to type another letter sputters, a dog send to you and all otter readers within the webbed whirled wide human zoo!