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Author Name: PremiumCorin 3 Comments
Date Added: March 16, 2011 14:03:20 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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The Story Of a Belly
I was flat once
Encircled by size 32 inch shorts,
Never bulged out of a T-shirt,
Or stretched the bottom of a waistcoat.
I used to tighten up like pretensile steel
And challenge strong fists
To penetrate my defences.
I would ride for miles
On those slim legs
Over fields, down alleyways,
Along pavements,
Getting wherever the head wanted to go
In good time at no cost.
At first the bulges were easily delta with
Going to bed empty,
Unswilled by beer
Unlined with good capon.
Later the legs could still bear to bear me
From Newburn to Wylam and  back;
Along the Great North Run with no stopping;
From Balmbra's to Blaydon.
Then, on the Derwent Walk
They began to complain,
Rather the Achilles Tendons cried, "No more!"
Then no exercise, no beer restraint, good eating
The bulge kept on growing.
Now there is no sprinting,
No! Not even jogging.
Old Bronchus pipes and whistles
As Fair Round Belly
Bounces in time to the barely moving feet.
Author's Notes:
Writing Group Exercise - 4 Shakesperian references if you care to seek for them - one is difficult the title and whole poem are the reference really.
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Comment By: FreeLeonard Wilson on May 29, 2011 05:03:18 AM Report


"As Fair Round Belly

Bounces in time to the barely moving feet."


 


Oh, boy!! Do I ever know what you mean, David. I blame it on the Bossa Nova...Since I stopped doing the Bossa Nova, my waist size has increased two inches a year... :o)...len

Comment By: FreeM J W Hayes on March 24, 2011 01:06:58 PM Report


Have you turned into a Falstaffian Space Hopper, David?


Michael

Comment By: Premiummaggie lopez sherry wilbur on March 16, 2011 04:36:13 PM Report
well as for the wait issue i can totally relate. lol. though i shoud tell my tendons to tough it up  i do not lol. very good write. I enjoyed it very much.  The shakesperian references i will have to cheat lol. i have not been on my most educated run these days.  always a pleasure . Maggie.




 


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