I'm hard of living,

I'm par for the course;

hooked up to Miss Giving;

life's no plentiful source...

The day is dawning,

I'm on my back,

existence yawning;

I assess what I lack

But the verses above are fully fake!

I'm quite alright; not bad off at all,

but rhyming is a difficult give & take;

this time, what arose, was a story, too tall!