January blues

It’s a brand new year
So a brand new me
With brand new habits
(Well we’ll see)

I check my stats (the app will nag)
Behind my peers I seem to lag
I’d sell my soul to smoke a fag
Oh January’s such a drag

Now the weight loss journeys hit a snag
My willpowers begun to flag
And the gym kit loiters in its bag
So boobs and bum continue their sag
Oh January’s such a drag

It seems such a shame to start the year
Focusing just on things I fear
(Like turning into a fat wheezing hag)
No wonder January’s such a drag

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