Sunday, September 5, 2010

The gym

Do you do it?  The gym is the same.  So boring.  You go, you work out, you leave.  I hate it.  But it's good.  You aren't fat. You feel better. It makes me forget my trouble.  This gym was cheap.  Now it changes.  I pay a low price.   I hope it stays this way. 

I watch tv.  I see Mr Limp come down.  He walks slow.  He smiles.  He says hello.  I just smile.   I smile to be polite. I don't care.  It's another stupid man.  He helps me but so what?  All would.  The dog finds the bone.   He will find this machine and walk.  It's on the hill setting.  I go but he stills walks.  This is how it is each night.  

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