Glutes Haiku

grope handPosterior blobs

Regardless hanger-downers

Gravity gropes me

Having spent some time with a class of 2nd graders this morning, I found some unexpected inspiration.  Today’s story is the same old story, but this time in a little different format.  I enjoyed this exercise so much, you may be subjected to more.

I sincerely hope you appreciate the short-windedness of my briefest post ever.  Anyway.  Onward to address the blobs (we’re meeting at the gym in 30 minutes).

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