A Short Ode
I thought I ‘d buy an armband
As each time that Laura calls
I’ve had to shove my iPhone
Twixt my running tights and smalls
But as I move and jiggle
Then it wriggles to the top
And oft I fear to rescue it
I might be forced to stop
So armed with natty Velcro band
I continue consolidation
And thankfully I did so
Without stopping circulation 🙂