Not So

Asserting that a story humbly told
about oneself is surer to succeed,
she narrated her anecdote but rolled
the end to pride about her fitness. We’d
a walk ahead to which each had agreed,
and after she rejected extra weight,
we set forth and, in minutes, slowed our speed,
in need to deficit-accommodate.

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