Fitness, Bah!

Exercise? That's not what walking's for. If you must work
Your muscles, climb onto a treadmill. I will wait at home.
Later, if you'd like to get somewhere or view the scenery
(And do so at a measured pace), rouse me from my
Midday nap, and we can take a walk.





Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2025-02-24 at 00:08

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