He's dark and handsome
Like a shadowy phantom
This fitness coach
of mine
He caws his approval
As I work up a sweat
Exhorting me, to situp
number twenty nine.
As I huff and I puff, burning
those calories
My coach shows no mercy,
Oh to stop would be divine!
His high standards I do not meet,
Or so I am guessing,
from the dish that is resounding
beneath his disapproving feet.
Ah the relief, I am finally done!
but hey, the phantom,
In a blink he is gone.
A fleeting shadow across my face
As he takes to the skies
And the wide open space.
As he takes to the skies
And the wide open space.
A caw in goodbye
till we meet again!
ha ha ha..nice one after a long time (atleast in this blog) :)
ReplyDeletehaha - it was there today too!
DeleteI am sure it is wondering what you are up to...or perhaps its his/her daily dose of goffy humans he he he.
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