It’s a little stuffy in here..(A poem from your never-been-opened exercise DVD.)

(How many of us have spent or should I say wasted money on the impulse buy- exercise DVD?)

I sit here alone in my plastic cocoon,
Watching from up on your shelf
I know when you bought me you had good intentions
Of changing the shape of your self

I’ve got some ideas for how to get moving
It’s all right here wrapped up in me
“Who are you?” you say.

Oh, you’re so kind for asking
I  am your old exercise DVD

We have both heard you say

“Oh, that exercise thing?”
“I don’t think that I really do own it”
But I’m pretty sure that’s the excuse that you use
As you sit there and munch on a doughnut.

So, I’ll just keep waiting and hoping some day
That I’ll get to help you get in shape
But until that time comes I’ll be silently waiting…
And planning my secret escape.