Taperchondria – with apologies to Hillaire Belloc

You know (at least you ought to know
For Runner’s World has told you so)
That athletes really ought to rest
Before a race to do their best
So thought Abradypus, “I’ll taper”
“- then at Paris I will caper”
She hadn’t gone a day when BANG
With open jaws a niggle sprang
And hungrily began to eat
The lass, beginning at her feet
Now just imagine how it feels
When first your toes and then your heels
And then by varying degrees
Your shins and ankles, calves and knees
Are slowly twinging bit by bit
No wonder she detested it.

[With apologies to Hillaire Belloc and Jim, who ran away from his nurse and was eaten by a lion.]


About abradypus

A Bradypus or Sloth am I, I live a life of ease, contented not to do or die but idle as I please; ... [Michael Flanders and Donald Swann]
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5 Responses to Taperchondria – with apologies to Hillaire Belloc

  1. plustenner says:

    Love it 😊 where did you find that poem?

  2. Excellent.
    Sums tapering up beautifully.

  3. hels205 says:

    Yup! If I don’t see you at Paris just imagine me waving my hands about like a loon with a big grin wishing you good luck. Paris…..woohoo!!

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