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Oct 2018
"You look well!" are words I dread to hear;
It means I have put on weight;
Probably a result of all the beer,
Of which I drink many a crate!

I know it's affectionate,
Just a compliment and an observation,
And I know I've been a bit decadent:
Stuffed my face like a bear before hibernation!

So at the moment I'm full of self-pity,
No gym for me for the next twenty years,
I have two young kiddies,
Healthy living for me is now in arrears!

So what to do? What's the fix?
Go for a run when they've gone to bed?
Simply too tired and then there's Netflix,
See, I now have the motivation of the walking dead!

But seriously, I need to get fit,
Make the kids a part of a health regime,
Get me off my comfy seat,
And get me back some self-esteem!
Written by
Eryri
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