Lift, Pull and Pick up
Resistance
Workout
Exercise and Nutrition
Body Transformation Composition
Iron Element
Heavy Apparatus
Hardcore Gym
Precision
Movement rhythm
Muscle Build up
Conditioning
Results
Appetites grow
Metabolism slows
Since you moved next door, I'm under your spell.
As you sunbathe in the yard where you dwell,
How I ponder as I look
on the weights borne by one hook!
I hope cold water will, such thoughts, dispel.
School doesn't teach you
How to sell a product or service
School doesn't teach you
How to think creatively and productively
School doesn't teach you
How to negotiate in business deals
School doesn't teach you
How to face failure and overcome it
School doesn't teach you
How to manage time and utilise it
School doesn't teach you
How to invest money in trade and projects
School doesn't teach you
How to find passion in your endeavors
School doesn't teach you
How to make an impact in life
School doesn't teach you
How to start a business and grow it
School doesn't teach you
How to communicate effectively in public
School doesn't teach you
How to read a financial statement
Concept by Opportunities Hub
Poetry Chipepo Lwele
31/01/2023
For years I had a problem losing
And putting weight back on,
But after years of intense study
My problem is now gone.
I’m now four stone lighter
And proved that it’s true
If a man puts his mind to it
It’s just amazing what he can do.
In spite of the pressure and
Threats of violence and abuse
From the diet food companies
And all those foodie Gurus
I’m releasing my solution
For all the world to see:
I only eat food that’s been
Certified Truly Calorie Free.
~Weighty Problems~
A sweet lady, made a sexy faux
pas,
Sitting at a seaside resort bar!
Alas, being a tad fat,
She eyed a professor with a cravat.
"Madame, you would not even fit in my flat!"
Embarrassesd, she ran and fell on her
large prat.
Panagiota Romios
5/4/2019
7:30pm PST
Whenever my emotions are gathered pain side
down, a smattering of silent, shallow, cobweb shadows
wear me as woe’s weighty gown atop clouds blind
to rainbows where naught is wrought but gloom’s
sound, tempo fraught, inbound.
OVERWEIGHT HUSBAND:
Chubby
Hubby
FLABBY STOMACH:
Jelly
Belly
A WELL PADDED BOTTOM:
Cushy
Tushy
WINNIE THE POOH ON A DIET:
Skinny
Winnie
The little thrill as the wave’s ripple in
Making the hairs stand up, on the surface of my skin.
The kiss of the sun with its warm breath so light
As it soothes my skin with warmth and delight.
The sand rolls around where my hands touch it soft.
The water rolls back and forth carrying pebbles aloft.
Setting shells down with rolling grains of sand
Making minute rivers run from the fingers of my hand.
The blue of the sky so pale and so pretty
On the horizon I can see the outline of the city.
Birds bob on by walking in the sand,
Not caring that I’m there lying on their land.
Curiously watching me, little eyes darting here and there
Watching for what, I don’t know or care.
A tiny emerald green beetle scuttles on past
Taking no notice of me, but from the birds, rushes on fast.
The sun is setting; it’s time to go back
The tide has come in but it needs to get back
The coastguard come out and asks so polite
Please can you move, the tide needs to leave tonight.
You have laid there so long, blocking the way
Can you please go back - so the water can flow away?
The ships need to sail and the trawlers come in
But you are blocking the way as you are not that thin.
When weighty Wanda
Discussed her dreadful diet
She sarcastically said
Easy! I eat everything I eyeball
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