Eventually, after some bored searching on the internet, I grew weary again as the fatigue from my first strordinairianism fully came upon me. And I didn't feel guilty about it in the least. I'd earned the right to nap.
In any event, when a fatigue like this hits, it is hard to resist the need to rest. So that is exactly what I did.
It was dark when I bolted upright, woken from my long nap by the sound of loud bang and the desperate cries of help.
And to the window I raced
To see in horror
The bursting into flames
Of a nearby building
I gasped aloud
And into action leapt
Throwing on my suit
Wishing for a second
That clean is what it was
But only for that moment
As the pressing call
To goodly action
Pushed all other thoughts
But yes away
As I knew I had to save the day
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