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I rolled out my mat, feeling quite bold,

But my yoga body? It's a sight to behold!

Downward dog turned to downward flop,

I swear I’m more pretzel than zen—what a drop!

I aimed for a pose called "warrior's stance,"

But my limbs staged a mutiny, denied me the chance.

My left foot rebelled while my right leg just twitched,

The instructor’s calm face left me quite bewitched.

I tried to find balance in tree pose so grand,

But I wobbled and jiggled like a bowl full of sand.

A squirrel could've done it with far more finesse,

While I’m just here praying for yoga's sweet rest!

With sweat dripping down and a sigh of despair,

I rolled up my mat with an elegant flair.

"Tomorrow," I said, as I stumbled away,

“My yoga body’s broken—but hey, it’s okay!”