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Squat Poem

I decided to write a lulzy squat poem enjoy!

Now this is a story all about how my squat got flipped turned upside down
and I'd like to take a minute and just sit right here
and tell yall how I won the squatting competition at the county fair.

In East Ohio born and raised
In the gym is where I spent most of my days
Lifting weights and maxing out all cool
While the radio was cranking some tool

When a couple of bros that were up to no good
Started curling in the rack as much as they could
I tried to do one set of squats and my mom got scared
And said when squatting you need to take in much more air

I whistled for some chalk and when it came near
The smell was fresh and it took over the air
If anything I could say that these bros were scared
But I thought nah forget it I need to win that county fair

I pulled up to the rack and knew my fate
and I yelled to the bros "watch this haters"
Put the weight on my back and took in some air
Squatted the weight and won my county fair

My poem is better,

It’s a quickly made Haiku,

Squats and Milk, bitches!

I’d really like to know who started the whole “I squat , you curl… therefore I am better than you” logic on this website. Hell, I fell into it 2 years ago, and somehow it’s still around.

Cuz if it’s an either/or situation, the premise is correct.

I prefer both/and, myself.

I guess no one here watches Fresh Prince of Bel Air.

what’s a fresh prince?


is it this?

[quote]WormwoodTheory wrote:
is it this?[/quote]

Are these pictures suppose to be making a statement with your malcontent attitude towards my poem writing skills?

Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
Shut the fuck up and lift,
Squat if you want to.

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[quote]nik133 wrote:
Are these pictures suppose to be making a statement with your malcontent attitude towards my poem writing skills?[/quote]

The Matrix is a system, Nik. That system is our enemy. But when you’re inside, you look around, what do you see? Businessmen, teachers, lawyers, carpenters. The very minds of the people we are trying to save. But until we do, these people are still a part of that system, and that makes them our enemy. You have to understand, most of these people are not ready to be unplugged. And many of them are so inured, so hopelessly dependent on the system, that they will fight to protect it.

I support this poem

weak sauce

I dont know why but I read this poem and I hear the theme of the fresh prince of bel-air

[quote]jasmincar wrote:
I dont know why but I read this poem and I hear the theme of the fresh prince of bel-air[/quote]

Sarcasm right?

If it weren’t for wormwood’s posts this thread would suck.

Also OP, I see your before and after in your avatar. Congrats, on the haircut and complete lack of any visual progress.

[quote]PaddyM wrote:
If it weren’t for wormwood’s posts this thread would suck.

Also OP, I see your before and after in your avatar. Congrats, on the haircut and complete lack of any visual progress.[/quote]

my work here is done

whoooooooosh