The rain takes a day off, it’s well deserved,
hopefully he’s getting a rest in
before the product placement overload
with optional dressage and wrestling.
I head out twice, once with my daughter strapped
to girth from getting one too many beers in,
and once more for a slow, penitent lap
in an attempt to burn it all away
before my next high calory relapse.
It’s three years ’til my fortieth birthday.
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Jul 22, 2012 @ 23:26:56
I was looking for a theme in this poem…I decided on EXCESS
An excess of rain,
An excess of Olympic advertising,
An excess body fat 🙂