Therapy with Attila (Humor)
By dianes
Oh my, It’s time for physical therapy, Time to see Attila, How lucky can I be? She loves to work me hard, Sweat pours down my face, Guess no one told her, I’m not qualifying for the Olympics race. Ok, I’m done with this set, Now go on to the next, I grit my teeth and smile at her, Damn, she puts me to the test. Now it’s time to stretch, Lie on my side and bend, Gets me in the WWF hold, Bend, stretch, Bend! My teeth start to shatter, I’m gritting them so hard, My hand is slamming on the mat, Attila’s much too hard! Eye’s bulging out of their sockets, Tears streaming down my face, Says did I hurt you sweetie, I leave limping in disgrace. I know she’s only trying, To make my body work, But I’m glad she doesn’t hear me say, Leave me alone you jerk! Written February 13th, 2002 © on Feb 13 2002 01:37 AM PST 18 • 0 • 14
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