By Polly Owen
What will you do,
when shiny and new?
Your lottery win,
that is overdue.
Who will you tell?
and how will you act?
When a magic pill,
transforms you back.
Will you rise from your bed?
and jump for joy?
One hundred times?
like a windup toy?
Will you run up the stairs,
Just because you can?
And overtake,
and old aged man?
Will you see your GP,
and laugh in his face?
Challenging him,
to a three legged race?
When he loses bad,
will you look in his eyes
and suggest to him…
Graded exercise!
