Oh, yoga pants!
How I adore thee...
A perfect blend of stretch and fit
A comfort in my days of woe
I'm aghast at having to throw you in the pit
There's nothing else like you, that I know
When hasty days make my closet a mess
I can count on you to work in a jiffy
I love you for making my arse look the best
When we have to part I know I'll be sniffly.
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