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Six Pack Abs

My wife, she likes those six pack abs But me, I've got a keg She can see that thing anytime she likes And I won't even make her beg I see myself as a muscle man I workout everyday Watching Tv with my plate on my belly And putting that food away My workout plan is a strenuous task All I gotta do is eat I know it works 'cause my belly keeps growing Until I can't even see my feet I go to the gym at least five times a day Gym is the name of my fridge There's so many ropes holding up my pants 'Til it looks like the brooklyn bridge Yep, she really loves those six pack abs And she says I'm shaped like an egg It takes a very long time to look like this So she better get used to the keg

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 3/30/2011 12:37:00 PM
Hilarious, Larry. lol. Great write. Enjoyed. Ralph
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