That’s a funny word.
I’ve tried to ‘triumph’, but with no luck. How could I become the best at anything when all my life I’ve been a two-fisted loser?
Too fat for athletics and my learning disabilities screwed academics.
“Would you like fries with that?” I ask my t-shirted customer.
“Nah. I gotta stay slim”, he smirks looking at my girth.
I add a small extra item he didn’t order to his bill. They never check.
Maybe I can start writing. Yeah. Spell-check will counter my deficiencies.