The Healthy Little Couple

In town known as Nervosa in the county know as Gaunt
Lived a healthy little couple and they owned a restaurant.
The husbands name was Woodrow and his spouse went by Batik
And they kept the restaurant running seven days of every week.

The restaurant was a special one and served up healthy items
Like arugala-topped tree bark chips and broiled acorn bite-‘ems.
There was no beef, there was no pork, no chicken and no scrod.
Just mounds of pure organic food grown in organic sod.

The healthy couple served their food to folks from near and far.
But the duo, that’s Batik and “Wood”, were the healthiest by far.
Not only did they eat the food they cooked up every day,
But they exercised their bodies in a very healthy way.

They rose each morn at four A.M. for jogging ‘round Lake Caster
Then weights, then step aerobics then a hike on the Stair Master.
Yoga, stretching, then Tai Chi while getting wrapped in seaweed,
Then off they’d go to cook their pancakes made from homemade birdseed.

“It feels so good to be so fit! We are so fit and good!”
And this went on for quite some time both for Batik and “Wood”.
They lived their lives so full of health down to each passing second.
But all that changed some time last year, around May 5th I reckon.

The day began, as others did, at four A.M. with running.
But the healthy couple couldn’t see the glitch that was a-coming.
For as they started working out and lifting weights galore
They both had massive heart attacks and died there on the floor.

And as with many tales of rhyme with rhythmic lines of verse,
There is a moral to this tale, for better or for worse.
Living life chock full of health sounds lovely in the head, but
No matter how you live your life, you’re gonna end up dead.