As I was losing Spider Solitaire
A voice screamed out – I do declare
The voice was one within my mind
One that’s usually gentle and kind
One that keeps herself quite calm
And not one to raise alarm
Thomasina, my Inner Chick
Needed my attention – quick
’You’ll never win’, she said to me
’Do something else and you’ll see
How things are better without defeat
What amazing things you will create
Be more productive with your time
And you’ll notice just how things are fine’
As I was winning computer chess
Who should speak? Can you guess?
Thomasina, my Inner Femme
Raised her eyebrows and said ‘Not Again
These computer games, they may be fun
But tell me how many have you won?
Losing isn’t the best way ahead
Will you listen to what I’ve said?’
I looked within, and said with a smile
Thomasina, please stay a while
Although I lose at Solitaire,
I win at chess, so winning’s there.
It’s all in balance, in a strange way,
I could lose tomorrow, but win today.
Some things I’m good at, others, I’m not
But how would I know if I don’t try the lot?
Sometimes, wasting my time is productive. I’m rubbish at Spider Solitaire. Lose every time, but if I hadn’t had a go this evening, my Inner Woman Thomasina would never have made an appearance. It’s been a while, and she makes a pleasant change from my Inner Zombie or Fingers, my Inner Typist.
The Mansionic Perspective 
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