The Gym 2 Poem by Phil Soar

I made myself look stupid, when I first went to the gym
In leotard so tight that it was almost paper-thin
My ‘bits’ were there for all to see, and caused some brief dismay
Until I got upon the bike, and pedaled my groin away

And later when my sweaty pants began to let off steam
The sweat that dripped off certain parts of me, were quite obscene
And yet there were some other folk, who looked uncomfortable
The week I spent just working out, was never, ever dull