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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Okay that's it I finally quit I've had my years of fun I've got exercise Clear in my sights Fat will soon be on the run Had a problem in Getting in the gym The doors won't fit my butt double wide So in disgrace I plaster my face On the window to watch the skinny's inside In my depressed state I went and ate Another meal served up for four One thing I like About the places I dine There's always room in and out the door Then guilt overwhelms Like a hellhound As I was in the middle of my desert It could have come sooner than this And for that I am blessed It could have come during my first course Here I am back in my boat Without a paddle to row My only form of exercise But before it's to late I toss a little more dirt on my grave With another order of double fries With my meal out of the way I go back to the start of the day Which seems to be sunnier than ever I decide to go for a jog Before all my arteries clog Maybe though I'll wait for better weather ................................................................ Here we are a new day This is the earliest I've ever been late You know what they say about catching the worm I stop to eat my worm on the way IHOP double stack pancakes Will that worm never learn The only exercise these days Is a fork in my face If this were the Olympics I'd win a prize I wonder if this is considered a sport The reaching of maple syrup And wouldn't squeezing the bottle also be exercise I'll try tomorrow again To reign myself in One of these days it's bound to catch I'll look to the future in life Instead of behind Then at least I won't have to look at my fat...
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