‘Twas the day after Christmas,
This chap is getting fat.
Walks through forests and meadows,
Will surely see to that.
Along My Rivers pathway,
Walking long fast and hard,
Will shed many of these pounds,
And eating will be barred.
If I do it long enough,
And do it day by day,
My fitness will get better,
And keep the fat at bay.
But the New Year is coming,
Drinking scotch and wine and beer,
It may put the fat back on,
But to you all I give good cheer.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 26th, 2022 02:26
- Comment from author about the poem: Just a bit of fun but may all be well with you all.
- Category: Humor
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Comments6
Will you be less fat if I pop round with the water?! lol.
Quite likely Orchi but don't you dare!
Andy
New Year wishes in advance ❤️❤️
Thank you Maya and also to you.
Andy
Your poem certainly hits the spot we all end up in after Christmas.
Wishing good cheer to you and yours for a very Happy New Year! I think if I were to listen to your musical choice each day, and do a little jitterbug, it might be a fun way to melt some of the fat away. Thank You!
My absolute pleasure Bella, Mary and I are going to dancing classes in the New Year.
Andy
Man does not live by bread and water alone. Enjoy Andy, Happy New Year. 😉
Thank you AP and a Happy New Year to you as well.
Andy
Good one Andy,I love it
Thank you Melissa.
Andy
Happy New Years Andy.
Will be heading to the gym 🏋️ latter
today. Tough this time of year.🧁🍰🍺🥃🍾
Happy New year to you as well John.
I thought about going to the gym once but went and lay in a darkened room for a week until that thought went away.🤣🤣🤣
Andy
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