Contemplating An Endless While

Contemplating an endless while
    I eyed my screen, prepared to smile
  But what I saw filled me with dread
    It made me think I was brain-dead

  Screen was empty as my cupboard's bare
    At which point, out fell my hair
  But then I thought, 'This could be good'
    ~ So I went back to sawing wood
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Hawkins Avatar
April 19, 2023 at 9:32 PM
At least you are exercising when sawing wood.
Wolf Avatar
April 20, 2023 at 6:44 PM
Good point! You are so funny!! Thanks for the smiles.
Turner Avatar
April 19, 2023 at 8:28 PM
Before or after you wrote the poem/ You probably sleep half the day. LOL
Wolf Avatar
April 20, 2023 at 6:45 PM
Actuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuualllllllllly, I only sleep 7/16 of the ddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddday. More at nightttttttttttt.
Rodrigues Avatar
April 19, 2023 at 8:07 PM
What could be good…losing your hair or loss of entertainment? Enjoyed!
Wolf Avatar
April 20, 2023 at 6:46 PM
Losing my hair has been great. This way I don't have to remove it from my nose and palms all of the time. ~ Captain, Symian Squad
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