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A Treadmill

There is treadmill now a time Always thinking & acting like a mime, Ready to carry the burden of anyone But is even bounded by expectations of everyone. 10, 20, 40, 50 till 150 kgs. is its limitation For god’s sake don’t increase your expectation, It is always ready to help to reduce your weight But its only possible if you are going to cooperate. Run, run on it till you perspire It’s the only thing you require, There will be a time when it will be replaced By some other machine in great disgrace. Its now or never Don’t cry and pain your liver, Take the advantage of this great invention of the millennium Which we use to call a treadmill with a great enthusiasm.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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