Extremely Transparent Filler to Cover Lack of Inspiration

Well that was close,
I almost failed,
To get this far,
But I prevailed.

I have been gone for four days straight,
It’s harder than it sounds,
For at the house in which I stayed,
The WIFI bounces round.

So I was often scared,
That I would fail to write,
My stories would go missing,
Each and every night.

But I survived this trick weekend,
And as far as I can see,
No more hurdles must be passed,
So it seems you’re stuck with me.

I know this story isn’t full,
But there’s no more to write,
There’s a rumble in my stomach,
So I guess I’ll say goodnight.

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