Too much interferes with my sight,
Pastimes by which my life is based
Leave me alone, that I might write.
Fox news is flooded by the Right,
Leaving in my mind, a bad taste;
Too much interferes with my sight.
Playing board games, many a night -
Some chide me, calling this a waste.
Leave me alone, that I might write.
Tugs 'tween work and play are my fight;
My mind, in pleasures, is encased.
Too much interferes with my sight.
That I could scribble through the night,
Awake, to books, when my mind raced.
Leave me alone, that I might write.
In poverty, do I, "Dude, abide!"
My debt, I wish would be erased -
Too much interferes with my sight.
Leave me alone, that I might write.
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