Well...
This looks to be a bit tricky
My opponent
And by opponent, I mean
My brain
Is certainly giving me the run-around here
Mmm...
Deception at every turn
When deceiving thy own self's...self
In the age old battle of identity known as...
Solitaire
It reminds me of the time
When I went back in time
And battled my own self
Because it had become corrupted by my evil self
Which was cloned from me
And then sent to a time when I was most corruptible
(Otherwise known as...third grade)
Of course, this all happened
Within the confines
Of my in-progress science fiction novel
'Forschlash: The First Journey"
Mmm...
The Queen is letting her eyes linger on me
She wants a King laid down on top of her
Pushing her into the Jack
Creating a tawdry menage
That only the swiftness of the Ace
Can bring to a close
Solitaire--a game full of sexual intrigue
So few are aware of it
Which makes its power all the more potent
The sex is enough to distract my ego
But my superego is still as super as ever
It shall not be deterred
Ahhh...
There it is
That break in the pack
That hidden gem amongst the rocks
That wink from across a crowded room
That happens in your dreams
And then you wake up
And it didn't happen
And you're so annoyed by it
That you have to eat yourself back to sleep
Thar she blows, as my piratical friends would say...if I had any...
Another game brought to a fitting close
Until next time, Brain
Until next time
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