There's a goal I can't achieve
It's become a true pet peeve
I find I don't have the talents
For asanas that take balance.
My Tree pose starts out standing tall
Then I start to sway and fall
My Tree must be in a storm
Oh what bad, sad yoga form!
When my Eagle tries to soar
I only end up on the floor
I really do give it my best
This Eagle should stay in the nest!
I know Dancer should be graceful
But I wind up with a face full
Of my dirty yoga mat
When my Dancer's pose goes splat!
Some day this goal I hope to meet
Get through a practice on my feet
