Excerpt:
Gone within my wind, dwell on my heinous, beginning.
Do for art I and the dear Scarlet, O'Hara.
Dwell for I'm my Busch war, do for art I, in charge often in my dreams.
Do for else I cant, do for I eliminate.
Doctors, the deepened south.
Do for else I argue, creative man, and the house, do for I have given, my dreary, I foreclosure and the plaintiffs.
Dwell in my mansion and the blue bellies, the union, our confederate, boy I hate for these poor men and the palsy and the fewer, I repeat, my swine, and the comatose.
Do fought my warring and the spade, for my club, dwell nil in the fight, for the general Lee, and the Ulysses and the H.A. Charles Booth, killer they of my Lincoln, fame, I pledge, dwell not for I, and the mansion, raped my twin, heinous, I asked for my pedicure.
Do such as I asked, run for my mount is readily available, do for else the armies, thy north.
Do for else, we escape the cellars.
Do none such prime, my duel, and the pistol, and did you and the felon, my grape, a cold glass of the tonic, do such as this, my farewell, scot, dwell in the barbarism dwell for fair play my bullet for her game, in her weird chested, do for I, killed, the Beaufort, and my cleanliness, do fought I, and the confederates and these armies, rapture, often in my swollen thighs, silly isn't it death, destitute porcelain lady, do for else I recover, my bullet
