Someone whom I’ve yet to meet face-to-face, but who has impressed me with his many-faceted skills, wrote this and emailed it to me!
My (Rubber)neck Exercises While at the ‘Puter
Wide open is my office door As working at my desk I sit Performing some routine chore The keyboard keys I merrily hit
Out in one of the cubicles Jenn takes an incoming call While idly filing her cuticles And sipping from a latte tall
Over the monitor I peek Stretching my neck doing so As she continues to speak I admire her top cut quite low
I guess it’s her boyfriend calling Most likely about a date I lean so much I risk falling I hear, “Awesome!” then “Great!”
To better catch their love talk My head from side to side I tilt Don’t let this cause alarm or shock My neck muscles are well built!
At call’s end she sits up straight Her lissome physique nice ‘n taut I rue my excess body weight Sighing, “That Jenn sure’s hot!”
Middle age does make me sad As the Jenns of the world float by At least for one thing I am truly glad To neck pain I can say, … “Good bye!”
And that inspired me to respond:
Look at the office Lothario In the middle of his ogling scenario. Popping eyes and open mouth And a hefty chest that has slipped south. “He may look at girls,” said a colleague sage; “But the only thing that goes up..is his age!”