When you take me to the gym for our initial date,
do you mean to intimate you find me overweight?
You blanket me with strategies for my self- improvement
and give me tips on dieting and exercise and movement,
then hand over your business card as a personal trainer,
saying you require a small amount for a retainer.
Because your gaze was mesmerizing, I became distracted,
but now I think that this first “date” will not be reenacted.
I see now that the signal in your eyes when they met mine
was not infatuation, but simply a money sign.
When it comes to self-improvement, I know what I must do.
The first option that I’ll exercise is getting rid of you!
Word prompts today are blanket, intimate, mesmerizing and distracted.
Good decision! And good poem too.
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Judy,
If the first thing said is about what great hips you have, it’s not likely a come-on! Funny poem that I needed today, as I mourn the loss of our nation’s pride.
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Hopefully we are on the upswing as a nation. Sometimes it takes a catastrophic event to make folks see the light. And further good news. I finally re-lost the 4 lbs. I re-gained after eating the 4 Xmas cookies my neighbors sent over. Those were some cookies! So who needs a personal trainer? ;o)
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Very well said, Judy.
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What a d***! I’d get him laying under some heavy weights then start pushing down. (in my rich fantasy world anyway lol)
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Ha.. this is fiction, Lisa, happily.
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Oh madam, you have just mistaken that little controversial noncommercial infomercial as something inertial so just sit tight and follow the law of inertia, letting things work out, thus taking a lot of weight off your mind,,,,, or elsewhere~!
Time will tell, Sam
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Just a mental exercise, luckily.
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Brilliant
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