**illustrate the following verse in the style of Shel Silverstein: But oh, the frustration that gnawed at his soul, As each piece he birthed just fell short of the goal. Crumpled papers grew into a mountainous heap, Symbols of his failures, causing him to weep. With a sigh of defeat, he'd toss the crumpled papers aside, Some landing softly where the trash bin abides. Others missed the mark, finding a place on the floor, Neglected remnants, ignored and out the door.** - Image #1 <@989555148378501130>
illustrate the following verse in the style of Shel Silverstein But oh, the frustration that gnawed at his soul, As each piece he birthed just fell short of the goal. Crumpled papers grew into a mountainous heap, Symbols of his failures, causing him to weep. With a sigh of defeat, hed toss the crumpled papers aside, Some landing softly where the trash bin abides. Others missed the mark, finding a place on the floor, Neglected remnants, ignored and out the door.