THE SQUAT
Down this road, in a gym far away,
a young man was heard to say,
"no
matter what i do, my legs won't grow"
he tried leg extensions, leg curls,
and leg presses , too
trying to cheat, these sissy workouts he'd do.
from the corner of the gym where the big men train,
through a cloud of
chalk and the midst of pain
where the noise is made with big forty
fives,
a deep voice bellowed as he wrapped his knees.
a very big man with
legs like trees.
laughing as he snatched another plate from the stack
chalking his hands
and monstrous back,
said, "boy, stop lying and don't say you've
forgotten,
the trouble with you is you ain't been SQUATTIN'. "
Weight lifting
My arms are thin, bony,
and brittle, may be,
but weight lifting
is my favorite activity.
Everyday I yearn for the practice,
pounding my
heart,
holding you tight,
and lifting you up.
Azure Critic
Thats how it is.
Down this road, in a gym far away,
a young man was heard to say,
"no
matter what i do, my legs won't grow"
he tried leg extensions, leg curls,
and leg presses , too
trying to cheat, these sissy workouts he'd do.
from the corner of the gym where the big men train,
through a cloud of
chalk and the midst of pain
where the noise is made with big forty
fives,
a deep voice bellowed as he wrapped his knees.
a very big man with
legs like trees.
laughing as he snatched another plate from the stack
chalking his hands
and monstrous back,
said, "boy, stop lying and don't say you've
forgotten,
the trouble with you is you ain't been SQUATTIN'. "
Weight lifting
My arms are thin, bony,
and brittle, may be,
but weight lifting
is my favorite activity.
Everyday I yearn for the practice,
pounding my
heart,
holding you tight,
and lifting you up.
Azure Critic
Thats how it is.