#avanerio

Every time I run and exercise

I feel like I’m going to die

like my soul will call it quits

and ascend to God Most High.

My pulse is beating in my veins

and sweat is on my face.

I am feeling so much pain

as I pretend I’m being chased.

Oh! The penalty for health!

and the price of being fit!

Living to an ripe old age

(Is it really worth it?)

Cause I’m frying in an oven

As I bear the unbearable heat

and I know when I go back home

I’m going to be beat.

The sun is shining down on me

and is scorching my skin

Oh, the price of being strong!

And the price of being thin!

In Texas summer air

the heat’s not ordinary.

So if I pass out, I hope someone

will find my body to bury.

‘Cause I am running for my life

in the pursuit of my fitness.

My muscles are all working

despite my dizziness.

I know I’m already strong 

but I just want to be stronger

I know I’ve been running long

but I know I can go longer.

But until I run three times

around this running track

my conscience will not allow 

myself to ever go back.

Till then, this feels like Hell

A hell of sun and sweat

I’m a motivated person

of that ya’ll sure can bet.

Up the hill and down again

Jump over and around

I’m sprinting on an oven pan

that used to be ground.

Yet I feel so powerful

I’m still energized and alive

I’m tougher than the humidity

that doesn’t want me to survive.

Running might be very hard

and it’s better without heat

for the Sun just makes frying pans

out of the roads and streets.

But I never feel so alive

than when I’m almost dead

but I’ll be stronger than my friends

(And I keep this in my head)

As you can tell I am alive

and I wrote for ya’ll this song

So take care when you exercise

Don’t work out for too long!

I went out to find a Leprechaun

on a pleasant day in August

I didn’t really know why I did that-

but I felt I simply must.

So I walked to the end of a rainbow

(It was a pleasant walk)

And when I found him there with all his gold

I asked him “Can we talk?

I don’t want your golden coins

and I don’t want your wishes three,

I just want to hear about why you are 

and how you came to be.

And if you find I’m bothering you

I will quickly go away.

But I’m very curious and

I want to hear what you have to say.”

The Leprechaun just looked at me

in his little outfit, green

with a distrustful look and little pipe

and his buckle’s silver sheen.

Then he smiled and said

“Let me tell you a tale---”

He told about many things

like the Banshee’s icy wail

of siren’s and the like

and of cursed places, dark

how he was made of all these things

With his own fairy spark

But as the rainbow faded

He said he had to leave

and he was glad his pot of gold

I did not try to thieve.

But he said that I was welcome

to see him when I wanted to speak

He was available on the mornings

of everyday of the week.

He gave me a blade of grass

told me to come back to this spot

and to blow upon the blade

and he’d come as he ought.

And thus I gained a little friend

that fine and sunny day

I was glad he just didn’t

shout at me to go away.

Gold is so meaningless

Cause I know something nicer

So on top of being my friend

I made him one of my advisers.

He was three hundred years of age

(My friend, the Leprechaun)

and it was all his wisdom 

that I felt so very drawn.

So I bid him a polite goodbye

and he did the same to me

He didn’t know it but he fulfilled

one of my wishes three...

I have just woken up

and my mind is in a fog

like my mind was once a fountain

and then turned into a bog.

My schedule is so hectic

and I need a quick solution

Caffeine is my answer

to this heavy-eyed confusion.

I’m saying I need coffee

(That liquid of the gods)

That berry of the Africans

that grows inside of pods.

So I lurch to my coffeepot

(I am a morning zombie)

and I prepare all my measurements

to make my morning coffee.

When I finally drink a cup

and I’ve had my caffeine fill

My mind is prepared to do

all of my daily drills

My eye pupils are dilated

and my mind is all abuzz

a sharp and vivid picture

replaces my static fuzz.

When I drink my morning coffee

I am propped up with a stick

the caffeine is all working

to clear my fog so thick.

And up I go to do my chores

I am running everywhere I can

I feel like a crazy bee

on a mission with no plan!!!

I am NOT addicted

(But I love the high I get)

I give it up every now and then

and no withdrawals yet!

Cream and sugar. or plain ol’ black

the combination’s are endless.

Made right, it is liquid cake

that doesn’t count as breakfast!

Thus, is my ode to coffee

and without it, life would just be

full of dull and drowsy zombies.

(I’M SO GLAD IT HAS CAFFEINE)

One time, I attended a party

and it was as boring as it could be

I was snoring over my punch

because it was so boring!

My friend’s could not come help me

(For they had other plans)

I really came for courtesy.

But being bored, I cannot stand.

I could not find my host

and other guests were rude

I could not secure a ride

that put me in a bad mood.

The guests could talk of nothing

to which I could relate.

I had nothing in common with them

there were no friendships to create.

I couldn’t stand it anymore

I opened the door and went outside

I preferred to stay away from them

and out there, wait for my ride.

Now my host had a huge estate

right next to the city zoo

and of it’s animals, the penguins

were it’s most rebellious crew.

For that very night, they set out

I guess on a late-night walk

If they had wanted to escape

They should’ve never stopped.

Cause they wandered to the property

while I was waiting for my cab

There were 2 dozen or so 

all screeching penguin gabs

It wasn’t such a big surprise

(I have been faced with worse.)

I tried to shoo them all away

but they would not disperse.

I noticed that they were dirty

they were covered in filth and muck

The first thing that I said to them

was a loud, resounding, “Yuck!”

It’s weird that they came up to me

but I could not get rid of them.

They followed me everywhere

But my boredom they had stemmed

For my host had a pool

(Of which, he wouldn’t shut up)

of water, I found it empty

but I had penguins to clean up.

So I turned on the garden hose

and put it on full blast

the pool started filling up

and my die had been cast.

When it was full, my penguins

jumped in and started swimming

I didn’t think to turn the hose off

even though the pool was brimming.

I went to get some dish soap

but got instead the bubble bath

and only when I poured it in

did I care to do the math.

For now I had a cloud 

of soap bubbles and penguins.

For I used up all the bottle

so they’d no longer be stinkin’

But as I started to panic

I found the pool was overflowing

and two dozen happy penguins

Got out and started going.

They were all so squeaky clean

while they marched back to their home

And left me in a garden

that was full of soapy foam.

‘Cause when I ran to turn it off

the destruction was complete.

I was up to my ankles in water

that was 5 inches deep.

The garden was in chaos

and I was covered in soap

But I decided to just not care

for this, there was no hope.

So when the host went for a stroll

He found no garden at his place

you can bet I was no longer there

and I was gone without a trace.

                                        ---Ava Nerio (Ourhedgehogsunitethings)