There aren’t enough distractions
To keep me occupied.
I’ve added complex fractions
And swum against the tide;
I’ve eaten little nibbles
Till they’ve come out my ears
And made up facts and quibbles
To camouflage my fears.
No matter what I’ve started,
It hasn’t filled my time
But left me empty-hearted
With one more hill to climb.
So now I’m in the thrall
Of one to beat them all.
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