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Jim Goes To Gym

I took a long look at him: Body of user of Gym Wants muscles, not to seen trim; His Agnes might remain The Slim! There a Tim trains, so does Kim; Then, why can't he Mister Jim? Yeah! About time Jim went to Gym Or Gym does reverse for Jim. While training follows his whim: No Rock Music: sings God's Hymn, Glass of juice filled to the brim, Eyeglass with Coppery rim... But Jim for Gold not Copper His choice of bike A Chopper... "Tomorrow, another Gym Remember that Jim."

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