Exercising one morning,
Not too strenuous at that.
Barely touched my toes,
Not much effort in fact.
Exercise is a job
And I hate work.
But I'm the boss
Can't squawk at that.
Well anyhow I thought
Of ways to avoid this effort.
I'll sit on my recliner
And let it do the work.
I have electric do dads
That give me a jolt.
A vibrator lets me snooze,
How refreshing is that.
I awake after my work out
All done while I slept.
Can'y beat that for exercise,
Nary a sweat did I break.
I won't tell anyone of my secret
But they'll notice how trim I got.
Surprises me also
Until I remember I skip my snacks.
to You *George*
whatever works..
Lady Vivian
Ron
budd