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Treading Plodder - A rhyming bill on the dreaded 'mill


Sometimes exercise must include a compromise.


Treading Plodder
A rhyming bill on the dreaded 'mill

The gym is a needful nightmare.
I’d much rather run open air.
I’m not one to quack,
But the track hurts my back.
And the treadmill does draw me to stare.

It’s climate-controlled, but a drag.
Aromas expressed make me gag.
Don’t look left or right;
The freaks give me fright,
Although I’ve no reason to brag.

I’m glad to come in from the cold,
But I shudder some sights to behold.
So I pound out each pace,
Guarding personal space.
Perhaps I am just softer souled.
c2017 by Linda Ann Nickerson


This poem was posted in response to these prompts:
JustJoJan / But I Smile Anyway: “compromise”
Mad Kane Humor: “stare” or “stair” – LIMERICK
Six-Word Saturday: See subtitle

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Adapted by this user from vintage/public domain artwork


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3 comments:

  1. This is brilliant!!! I love it! Exercise is always a compromise for me lol!

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  2. That is a wonderful example of compromise and a brilliant poem too! :-)

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  3. Hee hee this is brilliant . . . . .so glad you posted on Cate's 6WS so that I could find you :-)

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