| Open Poetry #18 |
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The Bodybuilder (apologies to J. Kilmer) |
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Tim Senior Member
since 1999-06-08
Posts 1794 |
I think that I shall never see, A person lovely as is me, A me whose mighty biceps bulge, And to the world my strength divulge. A me that looks at me all day, At no one else, what can I say. Adonis pales to my physique, Atlas, next to me is weak, Muscles are made by sweat you see, But only steroids, make a me. |
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cwebb Junior Member
since 2002-01-19
Posts 34 |
Ha! This is great - I just sat here laughing - thinking of all the earnest bodybuilders at my gym... bulked out so much that in street clothes, they look fat! good job with this - it's well-done AND fun to read! Carol |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Tim--you gave me a ![]() |
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peaches73533 Senior Member
since 2001-11-04
Posts 981OK, USA |
Thanks for the smile I needed it. Peaches |
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skyshine![]() ![]()
since 2002-02-07
Posts 3058Beneath the northern stars |
hahahahaha! ![]() sky |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
I'm sitting here smirking - picturing all those guys at the fitness center - flexing their muscles ... bigger than the guy beside them - ... ![]() |
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