A Christmas Poem - Get Fit NH Bootcamp Style!

If I were an elf, I’d make a machine, the kind that would make you fit, trim and lean.

It would make you have legs - strong, steady and stable, Is such a machine just a fairy tale fable?

Your arms would be strong, no flab to be found. Able to carry two zillion thousands of pounds.

You’d run, jump and leap – like when you were a child. Wouldn’t such a machine be pretty darn wild?

It wouldn’t have gears, motors, whistles, or rings Cause’ the machine I would build needs none of those things.

The machine I’d create would be made up of levers That lift HEAVY things – wouldn’t that be real clever?

That awesome machine would twist, bend and reach And hundreds of skills this machine you could teach

And where might you ask can such a contraption be found? Well open your eyes and look all around!

The machine which I’d build is already done And possessed by you all – yes each – every one!

Though different in shape, there’s none designed shoddy The machine I would build is your very own body!

A Christmas Original by Coach Dean

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