Thread: Squater's Poem
08-04-2002, 06:21 AM #1
Saw this on a website that nightop pointed out, thought it was pretty good! :
Down the road in a gym far away,
A young man was heard to say,
"My legs won't grow, no matter what I do!"
He tried leg extensions, leg curls, leg presses too.
Trying to cheat, these sissy workouts he'd do.
From the corner of the gym where the big guys train,
Through a cloud of chalk and the midst of pain,
Where the big iron rides high and threatens lives,
Where the noise is made with big forty-fives,
A deep voice bellowed as he wrapped his knees,
A very big man with legs like trees,
Laughing as he snatched another plate from the stack,
Chalked his hands and monstrous back,
Said, "Boy, stop lying and don't say you've forgotten,
Trouble with you is you ain't been SQUATTIN'!"
08-04-2002, 06:37 AM #2
Beautifull! I got a tear in my eye
08-04-2002, 07:37 AM #3
i like it
08-04-2002, 01:08 PM #4
08-13-2002, 11:58 AM #5
if only i could go heavy on squats, id appreciate it more
08-13-2002, 12:02 PM #6Respected Member
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Thats a good one. Printed and on the bulliten at the gym.
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