This Poem's A Bit Of A Stretch

When my wife is really tired

She likes to bitch and kvetch

Then she'll take a big, deep breath

And her arms and legs she'll stretch.

Me? I may be at a baseball game

In the middle of the 7th inning

I sing "Take Me Out To The Ball Game"

No matter who is winning

Or it may be while I'm driving

I'll give the wheel a tug

And pull over to the road side

And stretch, there in my Bug.

I'm not the only one who does this

It's done by cats and dogs

You may be surprised to learn

It's even done by frogs.

But there's one kind of stretching

That I think is simply wrong

It makes me think I'd hate to be

The latest version of Stretch Armstrong.

Well, if you haven't guessed by now, the prompt was "stretch" over at Theme Thursday this week.