Arnie Sweatyknickers (Fun Poem 35) - Poem by David Harris
A few years ago, I used to
go to the gym twice a week;
I thought the exercise
would improve my physique.
My ex-boss saw me one day,
then declared Arnie Sweatyknickers
has come to town,
and a new action hero was born.
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