Whew! Thank god it’s over! It seems I’ve survived.
Six days past November, and winter’s arrived.
The waters were rocky, the rapids full blast,
with my raft behind, set to come in dead last.
Implosion was forecast. I wanted to quit.
But, not before adding that last little bit …
and just one more thing I’d forgotten to say ….
Such blabbering on! Filled up pages that way!
And I was reminded how wordy I am,
a great superpower to have in this jam!
Ooh! Here comes Verbose Chick to ramble and rant,
to boost my word count when it’s shockingly scant!
My writing persona, complete with a cape,
sat typing her thoughts as my story took shape,
clack-clacking away with a cat in her lap,
who’d settled down there for his afternoon nap.
And so, she returned everyday till I won,
my passion renewed, like I’d barely begun.
If I had just quit, ’t’would have been a mistake.
Yet … thank god it’s over. I needed a break.
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