Yummy Gummy Tummy
Unrelenting tears of muscle
That reshape itself and this is
labeled as getting in shape
To endure such tears you need
hustle
Hustle to finish what you have started
Hustle to crack those you consider competition
Rest only when a blanket covers the day
Tuck in and recuperate for the next challenge of the day
Sip slow and enjoy the sour taste
of the lemon twisted and confused pulps in a cup
Sweet N Sour relationships are aroused amongst taste buds
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