Sorta found poetry

At work we have a new system that emails a text transcription of voice mail.  Below are two passes with the same text, trying to speak very clearly and distinctly.  The interesting things are that they aren't very close and that the system kept one as a sentence but broke the other into three (I must have paused more that time).  OK, not interesting at all but noted nonetheless.

1

Now is the winter of our discontent make glorious summer bye this some of your and all the cloud Florida put in our house and the deep but some of the ocean buried mail or are brown bound with victorious three used numbers and arm signed up for monuments stern how runs strange tamari meetings are dreadful Marches delightful measures.

 2

Now is the one to rob our discontent thank glorious summer by this I know you're in all the clouds that larder on our house in the deep but some of the ocean buried.

Now our our browse down with Victoria so we.

Are breeze it arms hung up for my name at our stern how're I'm change to marry meetings are dreadful Marches delightful measures.