Blood, Sweat, and Beers

While sitting in on Bry's class today, I ended up writing a poem. We spent all of last week using Shel Silverstein poems to have our students look for the long 'E' sound, and I think you may find that my poem channels him just a little.

Blood, Sweat, & Beers

I exercise and exercise
And yet I never get thin
I swear to you, I exercise
This isn't just a whim

I do it in the morning
And at noon and every night
I wouldn't dare skip exercise
It's how you get thin, right?

I know you shouldn't skip it
So I squeeze in extra sessions
I'll do it nine, ten times a day
I never make concessions

I'll do it til I'm bloated
And there's no food in the house
I'll do it til I'm sad and broke
And can't do up my blouse

Oh, did I say exercise?
I meant to say "I eat!"
The fact that I'm not fat at all
Is really quite a feat