My Challenge
Playing solitaire to while the time away
I found that I was sleeping later, every single day
I tried to think of a new pastime
to challenge myself some more
So, first I became a sex fiend
until in the act I began to snore
Next I took up bungie-jumping
but I found it rather a bore
One last attempt – a crossword puzzle
‘til for ‘very sick,’ I wrote wuz’ll...
So back I went to solitaire, my old reliable friend
and that is how challenging myself ~
brought this poem and me to an end
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