…and in the writing of this, I will attempt that which has been attempted time and time again whether by form of the poem or prose, the measure or sentence.

I must remark that among all luxuries of life, the greatest is freetime and upon the capturing of freetime, I must stop myself from spacing out and gazing into the nothingness by keeping my mind active when I no longer wish to think, so I pray to you ancient, archaic, and rustic muses who rarely get prayed to anymore these days to help me in my plight to make this creation mediocre!

In all my endeavors to capture my freetime and let not the opportunities of everyday life waste, I must keep typing at a rate which I have never felt my fingers sore before, and in my plight, I shall forget all knowledge, all pasts which have taught me the secrets of the ancient backspace key which is in fact not so ancient, and forget all advices given to the writers of essays to omit that which is extraneous.

Oh, muses! I pray that you will let me ramble like art in all my verboseness and lack of terseness! Lend not to me the sweet elegance of great poetry but lend instead to me the reject of inspiration!

Okay, this thing sucks. I’m not continuing. I have no freetime.

It may seem a bit cliche, but I am about to announce my opinion on a topic which has captured the hearts of all lately, and I would hope that the opinion which I am about to present will come across as unique and insightful, but at the same time, I hope to not appear so self-conscious in my communication of my opinion. So, whether my opinion is in fact cliche or not, I will express it for all of you to take your own stance in response to.

I don’t love blueberry pie!

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