Writing Woes
Mrs. A Writer sat at her word processor for four or five solid hours
After two o’clock her neck was a mess and her writing a state of confusion
Wide neck exercises and coffee didn’t help, so she took a nice hot shower
Her best friend Carol looked at it the next day and pronounced she had a contusion.
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