Circumstances of Financial Hardship

Hub bomb bin hubble emotional wreckage tell tale signs of internal war ah, there moost be lifelong conspiracy afoot for a Galician voar try as I might to Lyft myself out of penury...this Uber scribe reckons way back when, my life took a irrecoverable dee tour, tis neither pity nor philanthropic succor this poor man asks, but just the chance to roar (albeit within structures of silence) shaky psychological scaffolding built from shabby and poor Scottish matted Harris tweed material re: mailhouse order (same as me bartered bride) assembly required blueprints defied comprehension, and thus...only my into whoosh shin as singular guide, which puzzling quandary sorely tested frustration, I could not hide overstressed mental cogs, and wheels issued steam from inside the bowels (ah... oh... moving) within this, nor thorn prickly human being, more or less condemned to live in this mancave, where folklore... I don't believe that bupkis, about some hoar rubble, but...nonetheless, yours truly unable to account for this...friggin landmine miss fore chin, where nuttin boot this misanthrope jammed in a hole like EEyore moost all bajillion years living in the dark... as if... yeah thrust in the core of a black hole, thus the best available explanation given destiny did ride me roughshod into the maw of despair, now no matter these gnarled arthritic hands unable to... ugh...heave ho...grunt purportedly nada so easy slide anatomical pieces together according to schematic drawing, aye tried, hence best this crabby hermit vied to be condemned remaining separated (since birth), sans webbed world infinitely wide.