Seven at One Blow

It got to where I played three games a day
of solitaire – the challenge deck on screen.
And then a grandkid opened Wordle’s way,
which soon had me engaged and kind of keen,
evolving as it did to grid buffet.
Of late I take on seven with caffeine.
And that’s enough – I won’t extend my scroll
and add more puzzles to the daily dole.

(Ottava Rima)

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