Aryaman Kakkar

P.T. - Poem by Aryaman Kakkar

P.T. is an activity
all kids dread.
When it gets over,
their bones are like lead.

P.T time is a time
which kids fear.
When the coach comes, all the fat guys say,
'The devil is here! '

The coach I have NTC,
is as good as any.
He makes us do exercises
that are worth every penny.

P.T. in the morning
is the thing I love the most.
If you want to stop me,
no use is the Force.

Topic(s) of this poem: health

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 31, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 11, 2014

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