Dikt om knebøy

[UpAndComming]

THE SQUAT

Down this road, in a gym far away,
a young man was heard to say,
"no matter what i do, my legs won't grow"
he tried leg extensions, leg curls, and leg presses , too
trying to cheat, these sissy workouts he'd do.

from the corner of the gym where the big men train,
through a cloud of chalk and the midst of pain
where the noise is made with big forty fives,
a deep voice bellowed as he wrapped his knees.
a very big man with legs like trees.

laughing as he snatched another plate from the stack
chalking his hands and monstrous back,
said, "boy, stop lying and don't say you've forgotten,
the trouble with you is you ain't been SQUATTIN'. "

-----------DALE CLARK-----------

[Grungern]

Haha smud dikt da! 

[belsebub]

Så sant, så sant
Det er  som skal til- alt annet er støtteøvelser.

[dave the brave]

Kne er øvelsen som må te`
kne er det som gjør deg bre`
prøv det så skal du se
men du trenger alle tre;)

[Woody]

THE SQUAT

Down this road, in a gym far away,
a young man was heard to say,
"no matter what i do, my legs won't grow"
he tried leg extensions, leg curls, and leg presses , too
trying to cheat, these sissy workouts he'd do.

from the corner of the gym where the big men train,
through a cloud of chalk and the midst of pain
where the noise is made with big forty fives,
a deep voice bellowed as he wrapped his knees.
a very big man with legs like trees.

laughing as he snatched another plate from the stack
chalking his hands and monstrous back,
said, "boy, stop lying and don't say you've forgotten,
the trouble with you is you ain't been SQUATTIN'. "

-----------DALE CLARK-----------

Genialt dikt!

Kne er øvelsen som må te`
kne er det som gjør deg bre`
prøv det så skal du se
men du trenger alle tre;)

Ikke fullt så genialt.

[Grungern]

The Mighty Squat:
We've come to squat so run and hide
You bicep freaks must step aside
Just take your sissy selves elsewhere
You'll turn your heads but still you'll stare
Go right ahead and pay attention
Glimpse into this strange dimension
Yeah you're still weak and never grow
This world of pain you'll never know
Your shouts upon the leg-press, phony!
Noodle legs like macaroni
Some day I hope you'll understand
And wrench free from the poser band
Puny curl bars, leave this spot
The rack named for the mighty: SQUAT

[Woody]

KONGE! Hvem har skrevet det?

[Grungern]

Hehe, vet ikke Fikk det av "min mester  " Sturla (fra forumet her) over msn 

[AlexanderDGL]

Må bumpe denne. Er så deilig dikt dette...!!!

[Stallo]

Her et norsk bidrag, fritt etter Edda:

Klok mann et inkje mykje ertesuppe føre knebøy dype han gjera skal.

[nWe]

Squat, I'm in love with this excercise