Tuesday 29 January 2013

French Ballade- Rough Draft


In the beginning I cried

Then I began to wonder

Is it true I am wide

My step is like thunder

My butt does often blunder

Knocking things around

My pants do I sunder

Gotta get my weight down

 

In a word I'm fat

It is sad but true

I just sat and sat

Then a thought came through

And I knew what I had to do

Groove on the sound

Get down on the mat

Gotta get my weight down

 

Exercise my butt off

Gotta get grooving

These pounds I must doff

To myself I have some proving

That I can be improving

I'm tired of being round

I need to get moving

Gotta get my weight down

 

I am tired of being round

Gotta get my weight down