I will give you forty-five.
Never mind how difficult
it seems, never give up,
never give up.
Eventually you will find an answer and
the problems you are facing
will soon seem long ago.
Once upon a time,
ogres occupied my nightly terrors.
Now with positive thinking and self-belief, I have
eradicated the control the monsters once had on me.
Now I will give you fourteen.
The time taken to compose this wouldn’t surprise you. Hours, no! Routinely this kind of setting wouldn’t entertain me. Elation would require numbers or an equation to tickle me. Eventually though I will have to grow to like this kind of puzzle. Thymine and the use of genetic code along with equations and general nonsenses have all been used as topics, but rarely words. Words are more confusing than nine divided by three, this one is hidden in a tree. Oh no, that was the last one, this one in the series is by the railings. Eagerness for cache setting might wain altogether of course. It is conceivable that I will run out of steam, even with words. Geocaching will stop. Hold on! This might be the last one.