Can you guess if the poetry sample was written by a person?
sauntering this way, carolled and mused and carolled, then bubbled slow away it was as if a chirping brook upon a toilsome way set bleeding feet to minuets without the knowing why to-morrow, night will come again, weary, perhaps, and sore ah, bugle, by my window, i pray you stroll once more i many times thought peace had come,