Title: And to the Gym I went.
I saw a boy writing books
and so I thought: Should I too?
but then my fingers ached,
because I held a heavy pen,
But I don't know from which hand,
was it right or was it left?
really, I think no body cares.
I simply exercised my brain
I did weights with the pen
Until muscles grew buff
so inflexible, so tough
It became hard to even stretch
simple thoughts
onto a solid piece of paper.
So I took a break
and to the gym I went.
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