4 Why 2 Run?

 

4 Why 2 Run?

 

2 tiny pigeons on 2 treadmills trudge

with feathers of fledge, 4 2 shall strut

side by side, push 2 puffy rouged chests,

pour 2 simple ditties in 4 middling breasts,

where 1 pigeon coos, the other 1 goes,

put 2 square pegs in 4 round plastic lobes,

4 sweat into rivers is 2 seldom flowing

and 4 tiny titties in apathy keep growing,

plod tread 4 hours, 4 running won't do,

would cut down on time for 2 sexting 2,

while watches add up 2 winking seconds,

4 counters are pulsing, judging 2, reckon

clocked calories racking are given 2 lying,

2 tiny pigeons coo-coo that they’re trying

but work becomes 4 someone else not 2,

so 2 puff chests out 4 here’s 2 fuck you.

Quick-step 2 check-phone self-self 2 pout,

better 2 flock within than 2 hang without.