Toots in Solitude

By Toots

An excellent read

My limbs were just about able to stand and make soup and then I was forced into reading as my only feasible occupation today.

A very competitive creature visited
and suggested Scrabble.
When I weakly announced that my brain-cells
were well hidden away just now
he delightfully pounced
and pronounced
that he therefore won this game.
I did put up some sort of faint-hearted struggle to fight my cause but some people just walk right over the sick in the name of Victory.

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