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On staying fit

© Gowan Clews, 1985

THE AEROBIC BLUES

When I woke up this morning, I was feeling rather sore
After doing all those exercises on a cold hard floor
Thigh lifts by the dozen, I did press-ups by the ton
And all that sweet Diane did say was “Smile! This is fun!”

I really worked so hard, all those pounds to get rid
Up, down, up and down, then the other eye-lid
Di was ever cheerful, “Let’s see those happy faces”
I could only think of all my loads of aching places

I wish someone would notice I’m no longer in my prime
“One more press-up” Diane says, for the twentieth time
“We’ll continue to the end” she says, though just my luck
From the time that we’ve been doing it I think the record’s stuck!

My heart was beating madly, much more than I could bear
I knew that there was ages left when Di said “Nearly there”
She was fresh as a daisy, while me I was dead beat
It’s said that for her breakfast Di eats 5 shredded wheat!


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