Impatience with a body ever slumping and resisting
That emotion of a moving, never-ceasing human being
In the energetic body of a person caffeinated
While this sluggish couch potato on his journeys fabricated
Can never get much farther than the mention of a movement,
Nor is ever there a whisper of a change or slight improvement
On excuses made with shamelessness to avoid the awful training
By a man who is exhausted and relies on just complaining
Of the blisters which afflict him on his slowly swelling toes
Or his headaches and the migraines from his many other woes
Such as taxes and his children with so many many needs,
But this man needs a nap to just for once not be fatigued.
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