(c) 2017 Edward York
I thought that I would get in shape,
So I went and joined a gym.
A trainer met me at the door,
And said to follow him.
He wanted to help me get at ease,
And be comfortable I suppose.
He suggested that I always wear,
Some soft loose fitting clothes.
I almost laughed out loud at that,
Maybe I should make it clear;
If I had any loose fitting clothes,
I would not be coming here.
We started out with jumping jacks,
Until I twisted my left knee.
And all that jumping up and down,
Just made me have to pee.
We decided to try and lift some weights,
He showed me where to stand,
But then I tripped on the barbell set,
And fell and broke my hand.
Things have improved and I am so glad,
That I gave it my best try.
Now I have cake and candy too,
As garnish on my pie.
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- Comment from author about the poem: Just a look at my own shortcomings.
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You having fun there?! Good write laser. lol.
I was having fun, I enjoy wrtiting these light things.
I assume you sued and got a fine settlement. If not, Michael was an attorney. I'm sure he could help, for a reasonable fee.
Cute poem, LG!
Too many people now suing because they're stupid. I just accept responsibility for my own mistakes.
Lasergraph, love your poem. You speak from my heart. I cannot count how many times I started to work out and gave up again. I don't go to a gym, I have everything right here at home. All the hardware, but nobody to push me! 🙂
But hey, in my mind I do have a beautiful body!!!
Some things now just aren't as important as they once were. My motto now, hot grease kills germs.
It's been too long since i've worked out! I now do curls with my gallon of milk lol. I really enjoyed this poem.
It was a fun diversion.
I'm exercising now as I type. Great write Ed.
When I get on an exercise kick, I just get a heavier glass to put my drink in.
I put $20 in change in each front pocket and walk around all day. Then at night I dream I'm lifting 50 pound dumb bells, then wake up and I'm the dumb bell.
Good fun write. I had thought about going to a gym once but I went and laid down in a darkened room until that thought had passed.
I know the feeling. I hear of people having heart attacks while jogging all the time, no need to take any chances.
Gym is the place for us to get that extra space in our stomach to enjoy all the sweet we like.
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