Tha magic of place.  My ocupaŻion iz mÓnk. On tha dÅly my sØls needs R met........ then i must leave the magix plÅce n hav2 traverzz back thrÖ karmÁ nd then do all agÅn tomorrÖ
Orange blossom szent.....im flØtñ in ur essance, perfumed air, after a light dusting of snow
 Juniper Hill Fairy makNher prežance known
I had half pint, hick..p ....O Jameson
hick
But the days too long.....Hick 
half pint long gone.....Hick...p
Its ok though
now its Spring time and I know tha mornin B smilln on mi.....Hick.p