Exercises start at nine

We stand before our leader

Who shows us how to bend and stretch -

Though sometimes we don’t heed her.

Some of us are young and slim

And some of us are not.

Some of us are quite fatigued

From marching on the spot.

Some of us are dressed in shorts

And some in leotards,

Some are ready to collapse

Just like a pack of cards.

After we have used our weights

We get down on the floor

We kick and roll and strain a lot

Our muscles scream ‘no more’!

But when I’m asked ‘why exercise,

For it won’t make you wealthy?’

I simply sigh (and roll my eyes)

‘I just want to die healthy!’