Best Exercise Poems

Ted’s libido has now gone astray
He refused a quick roll in the hay
So what could be the cause -   
It’s the male menopause...

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It's been ten long years now since that awful tragedy
When a stranger I didn't know, gave his life to save me
I was on the edge...

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MY INTERPRETATION OF IF BY RUDYARD KIPLING -  

If you can keep calm when all around you,
Are frustrated, and angry with you,
Always believe in...

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Wrinkles and gray hair
get me in a rage
and I say to myself,
“Why don't you act your age!"

My poor aching feet
remind me to wear sensible shoes
but...

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It was late in gorgeous springtime, and I was teaching my class,
A lesson in African history, and the events of time's hourglass.

My fourth graders were...

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I, who always used to gravitate toward health and fitness,
would flatter myself that I was too healthy to ever get a bad disease.
Then it happened!...

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I like to exercise my mind, but how I hate to work.
Whatever needs exertion is the action that I shirk.
Labor with the brain is fine....

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WRITING IN A BLACK PERSPECTIVE

Why is it that someone's pain is felt pleasure to another?
I arrived with fears. I cared to find a friend, anywhere
But...

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"Until an hour before the Devil fell, God thought him beautiful in heaven."

A thousand, million years had fled
then thousand million more,
yet it was still the...

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I used to like barbells, enjoyed pumping iron,
   my Nautilus* gym was one happy environ.
Those posters of 6-packs and marbled biceps
  ...

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It's always Aldi on a Sunday afternoon.  You're always waiting with your shopping bags in hand, slowly trudging along with your walking stick. ...

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After six months of living with you
I found it amazing how we grew
     As the passion seemed to fade
  ...

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"The Theory of Positivism"



It’s criminal
all theories tie that life 
in neat tight black bows

the presents under 
that tree of life
wide spread 

arms once wide open...

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Sometimes late at night as we succumb to sleep
We greet creative thoughts beyond those of counting sheep

It’s said Thomas Edison held coins in his hands
That...

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Non Believer:

I have heard, others talk about your god
He doesn't sound like a god I wish to know
Sitting in heaven high on his throne
While I'm...

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