Diaries of Sammora

Just a poem

Diaries of Sammora.

My schedule's tight

And while I write

I think I might

Not have the time

Another time

A time to spare

I look for jobs

On every site

Apply then stay

Rest of the day

At home and play

Web Solitaire

As for the friends

I don't have any

Two is company

Alone is many

Logic is funny

Inside a wheelchair

My very old car

Refuse to go far

Afraid of losing

Its parking spot

Says it cannot

Go everywhere

Guys in the game

Gave me a name:

Expert, they say

The way I play

Asked me to stay

And hang on there

They pampered me

And made me glad

Said I should add

It to my C.V

Accomplishments of

Life's despair

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