A nightmare

She was a belle with the eyes
She has ruddy lips in beard
Between her legs.
And she was compelled hided
Mostly beneath the scirts.
But beardmaker was plucked it’s like duck
And the lips chastity sashel lock on barn
And he take the kay and drowned with him.

What is this?
I dunno I hear it in my dreams.
Jaw of Freid only attempt to told something
And I ‘ll tell for everybody that I know about you.
I haven’t a issue with my hair.
I stand up from bed for race write it’s
But till I stand up I forget half of it
And I was forsed got to dictionary.
You think I could be to know word a chastity sashel?
I wen’t wouldn’t fancy that if even would be to want did such.
It’s aren’t into my stile whole.
someone was drink rum again?
No I could be to vow in that.

Just dreams there I berry a rare commode for hide it thing
It’s comode was me to my chess but I hold it at one arms.
It impossible because it’s was just empty dreams.
And there I was find place for hiding the thing in serval bottomment
Semilight and little one window with iron tile.
But only I manage tge thing stand on floor
Un the windows look in a unknow face.

I think then it’s I first time see
That for someone climbing through window in jail but no out.
I was thoroughly astonished but he ‘ll want to robed my commode seemed so.
Rare thing with many taxs.
There hidden unmapped and I berry it in other place away from there.
Just dream cuz someone climb, in jail but don’t out there
It’s wherever grotescouly.

The song what language?
I dunno but I all understand.
The rum.
No I swear.
Good song
I gotta a few more then would be to want.