As Summer Approaches
I'm off once again to the tread machine.
As summer approaches, I must be lean.
For my ever-growing girth
Controls feelings of self-worth.
Twenty pounds must go before summer's seen.
for the "Battle of the Bulge" limerick contest
Copyright © Francine Roberts | Year Posted 2010
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