Dog Tired This Day March 29th 2018

A minor typo found this fanatic spell binding hound to resend a poem posse sub bully dashed off in a huff (past the hour) if nothing else than fur his spurt full of peace, bot tee, and mind. Thus this Norwegian bachelor wannabe (most closely aligned with said status closely attained unmarried state by pledging my Unitarian troth) tilled, sown, and furrowed spirit nsync with the missus sleeping in close proximity. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * dog tired this day - march 29th, 2018 no matter this dawg gone pup took numerous one after another cat nap his utterly fatigued body electric still ragged as if he went without sleep for a lifetime, ensnared within a time warp, espied that aggravating "aw SNAP" (error code instead of a webpage indicating Chrome happens to be experiencing problems loading) or, simultaneously caught in a narcoleptic parent trap thus, while a burst of energy temporarily doth prevail (a priori which extreme fatigue of body, mind and spirit - more troublesome, and worse than - getting crucified with a rusty nine inch nail alleviated with deep sleep finds much more tiredness than usual quotidian sleepiness bruiting this male) being imprisoned (for high gram matt tick crimes and misdemeanors) such as: comma, splices, dangling a modifier, splitting an infinitive, unnecessary parenthesis (), et cetera which landed me punctually, proverbially, and squarely in the slaammed shut jail fed thin gruel with grubs that didst flail nauseating pluperfect revulsion each time hide exhale which, many hours long rests did restore for a bit of time only for totally tubular exhaustion to come roar ring back leaving me tour charred as if...i fought in every major war.