In spite of have good handwriting, three days late to, a dunning letter I have.
To have broken wind, behind my door, someone at the urinal. Or, to have broken wind, behind my door, morning glory has.
Dimly something is, on a honey bucket, standing alone. Or, blankly something is, on a honey bucket, standing alone.
To duet with her, just for form's sake, to have an affair with.
On the Yamanote Line, by December's rain, to make two more rounds.