Exercising Poem by Terry Hoffman

At jumping rope
I really flopped.
I tried it once
and then I stopped.

Tried a sit-up,
I couldn't do.
Stuck to the floor
like made of glue.

The jumping jack
was quite a feat.
I tried it once;
fell on my seat.

Ran down the block
and then right back.
I thought I'd have
a heart attack.

Tried the stretches,
a joke, do tell.
Thought I was in
a prison cell.

A new treadmill
was not the trick.
All that it did
was make me sick.

Well, all in all,
I'll tell no lies;
I'm not cut out
for exercise!