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Post by angeldelight on Apr 5, 2007 17:00:15 GMT
Any funny poems or rhymes post here !
Angel xx
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Post by angeldelight on Apr 5, 2007 17:01:15 GMT
EXERCISE!
Every day I am bombarded In each direction that I turn By those who claim that EXERCISE Causes flab to crash and burn!
I did jumping jacks and sit ups Went out and bought that darn machine The one that guarantees in 30 days I'd be trim and fit and lean...
I put it in the extra room That we affectionately call the "gym" With all the other paraphenalia That will one day make me slim!
Ab mats for doing crunches A small tramp to run in place That awful, go-nowhere pedaling bike That only leaves me red of face!
I have workout clothes and sweat bands Even a "get-fit" coffee cup! But that scale hasn't budged an inch So, I'm on the verge of giving up!
I've just about convinced myself That it's true what some folks say... You have heard it too......Eat Right! Get Fit? Die anyway!!
So for those who are devoted To trying to make me over, PLEASE! If God wanted me to touch my toes He would have put them on my knees!
I believe He loves us as we are That includes both big AND small So when I reach the gates of Heaven It will be with flab and all!
Copyright; Dusty Tincher
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Post by angeldelight on Apr 5, 2007 17:02:54 GMT
Battle Of The Bulge
"I'll start a new one Monday", we've heard it all before, but if I don't really start one soon I won't make it through the door.
I start with good intentions of that I can't deny, I'm getting fatter by the hour, I'll really have to try.
So no more chips or chocolate, no more 'pigging out' I'll be be very careful what I eat of that there'll be no doubt.
I'll watch my waist get tiny, I'll watch my figure thin, Oh what a joy it's going to be to at last be nice and slim.
I can see me walking down the street in dress size number ten, I just have to resist and resist I will when I get a hungry yen.
With exercise in every form and regular daily jogs, you'll see me lazing by the pool in my top designer togs.
So come join me all you tubbies, come join with me at last, I'll need all the help that I can get to get me through this fast.
If you see me eating lollies or sneaking greasy fries, then smack my hand and click your tongue, remind me of my size.
I'm sure that I can make it, I just need a little space before Monday comes around again, till then I'll "stuff my face"!
Copyright; Barbara Warnock
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