The Broken Piggy Bank

The broken piggy bank strewn into a bajillion little pieces Unexpected largesse yours truly patiently waits, a metaphor of my dire financial straits courtesy papa's unsuspecting muse the missus, this wordsmith notates unwittingly linkedin to his misfortune, a situation he hates, especially, an unavoidable crisis, whereby passage of time abates negligible onus of penury. Soon after surrendering (viz laundering) cash to bitcoin immediately realized sinister trap scammer prepared me to enjoin egregious outcome surpassing severe case of acne treatment courtesy isotretinoin. My ordinarily clear complexion turned wan imprecation triggered suicidal ideation overdosing on medication escape from absolute zero vanished capital pennilessness bondage welcoming self induced mortality did spawn. Though weeks elapsed since scammer (smoked top of line cigars, and/or quaffed vintage amber liquid of the gods signaling snagging a poor sucker) made out like a bandit, the squandered money I still bemoan, a grown man doth still groan moroseness seeps within his lovely bones witnessing him curling into fetal position versus lying prone forever and anon envisioning himself cast into the outer limits of the twilight zone. As a fool hardy way to assuage loss, where illusions of grandeur stray, I regularly purchase lottery tickets either Mega Million or Powerball imagining being the lucky winner then livingsocial as a bachelor farmer in Norway chomping down a delicious plateful of powder milk biscuits after countless hours pitching hay while custom made robot named Barbie adeptly programmed to prepare Lefse, Krumkake, Lutefisk, and Raspeball/Komle/Klubb, she also doubles up as the abbé of my fortress domicile. Ha... an overactive imagination to boot healthy escape from the maws of destitution nevertheless, one old baby boomer coot, who can prevaricate knowing full well nobody (especially the folks from Lake Wobegon) cannot dispute these marvelous turns of phrases I execute while listening to The Magic Flute an opera in two acts by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart to a German libretto by Emanuel Schikaneder and of course after wolfing down Norwegian cuisine listed above, I will need (sorry to be cheeky) exercise thy well endowed glute (short for gluteus muscles) a group of muscles that make up the buttock area, which group consists of the gluteus maximus, gluteus medius, and gluteus minimus.