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No More Blob Life!

  1. TLMinut profile image60
    TLMinutposted 4 years ago

    How pathetic it must be
    To die of inactivity

    The muscles yearn to stretch and strain
    The lungs to draw deep breaths
    Instead the glutes just smirk and swell
    Abs burrow in the depths
    The blood meanders lazily; it never is on call
    The heart its drumsticks gives away; it won't need those at all

    Instead of physically excelling
    This specimen gives up its yelling

    Warning signs have been ignored
    Aches and pains that stab like swords
    The body now gives up the fight
    And prays there is a distant light
    Shining in a land where it can run free
    And none dies of inactivity

    1. Sottway profile image78
      Sottwayposted 4 years ago in reply to this

      Excellent little poem you have TLMinut, kept me amused for a min smile

      1. lobobrandon profile image83
        lobobrandonposted 4 years ago in reply to this

        Great poem you've written - it's so true in most of our lives

  2. TLMinut profile image60
    TLMinutposted 4 years ago

    My son and I just went to exercise because I'm sick of sitting all day. The first line, two lines?, I commented to him and since it rhymed, I figured I'd keep going.
    Glad I could give you a little smile!