Cave Sedem!
Beware the deadly Sitting habit,
Or, if you sit, be like the rabbit,
Who keepeth ever on the jump
By springs concealed beneath his rump.
A little ginger ‘neath the tail
Will oft for lack of brains avail;
Eschew the dull and slothful seat,
And move about with willing feet.
Man was not made to sit a-trance
And press, and press, and press his pants;
But rather, with an open mind,
To circulate among his kind.
And so my child, avoid the snare
Which lurks within a cushioned chair;
To run like hell, it has been found,
Both feet must be upon ground.
Theodore F. McManus (1800 something until he died. )
(probably of too much exercise.)
