[Poetic] License Is Nil

Twas the day before Christmas
here in the US,
and this author was at a loss
as to his latest 2000 word mess.

So, he sat in his chair,
grabbed a burn deck a-near.
Played his usual solitaire
his opponent fast a-sear.

Bent his mind to RPGs
a new campaign in progress.
The love of detail disease
an affliction to regress.

Five days til events
for the Vampire CCG.
No views to improvements
to a deck or three.

Albion disappointed
his boardgame playing group.
What is the next to be anointed
as a piece of cardboard poop?

No clever finale
to this post will come,
only a word talley
… with a modest sum.

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