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| 328. Thin The sunshine beat upon my head My perspiration flowed in a river I was running to get fit And to detox my kidney’s and liver The path was both up and down My legs were pained and hurt I took trails both near and far Over hot pavement, grass, and dirt Though not new to this running sport My joints were made to swim But since the diets didn’t work I decided this was my way to get slim Although I knew I had gone far The distance had grown so fast Now I had to figure a way home For the return trip I wouldn’t last But I gave it my all for this task For surely I had to now win So I did manage to get back home Nearly killing myself to get thin |
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