Oh Dear Abs..
How much I want to see you six,
But u always keep me in a fix..
U cheat me showing up in ones and two,
So i keep working wishing someday the dream comes true..
I start my day with eggs and oats,
7 Small meals for the day to go.
I hit the gym with weights and cardio..
Sweets and Oil are a strict NO..
Weeks and months start to pass,
But dear abs u are such an A$$..
A day or so i take it light,
And u start giving me a heavy fight..
And when i am home u start to blow,
Do u know what is mother's love??
Sweets and spices my mom makes me eat..
And u start making a hasty retreat..
U then make me start from the scratch..
Oh dear Abs U r such an A$$ ..
U make me create panic scenes..
And leave me nthing but blame my genes :(..
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