This thread is for both the artistically inclined or the not so artistic banded or unbanded folk.

Express how the band has made you or is currently making you feel..but do it in a poetic way. Be creative and expressive. Whether good or bad, funny or sad.

It could be about the band, exercise, food and family. It could be about anything band related.

Example of this:

I see you in the gym.

Overcoming gravity.

Defeating physics.

Rewriting Kinetics.

It's more than machines.

More than weights.

It's my spirit you lift.

--author unknown (but this was from a Hydroxycut ad

ok, here's mine, lol

What Gone for Good Club means to me

Scorecards of accountability

64fl oz...so pretty much.....drink to infinity..

Exercise till there's nothing left of me

Sugar and Flour eaters I don't envy

Pounds of fat no longer staying

Gone for Good I'm praying

LOVE IT! Telly, what do you do for a living (besides raise your kids)?

Moved To Pm

Ooo poetry about the band.

Alright. Sumpin poetic about the band... *ponders*

Okay, non structured poetic type thing.

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Inert Life, by Da Dawg.

A small circle of man made ingenuity.

It stares like a lifeless eye,

cold and uncaring.

It will never shed tears.

It sees no future.

But through it we stare in awe,

We see life regained.

rekindled hope,

Tears of joy we cry.

We see the future.

From the inert we gain life,

Our vision is restored.

Determiniation burns within us,

Our tears are wiped away,

We are the future.

Like it or hate it, thats my effort.

I liked it. It's deep.

To be banded, or not to be banded...

That is the question.

To be happy and healthy,

That is the quest.

The Lap Band Gang

by: Mo

If you need to band it

then go and get it damn it

Off we go under the knife

to cut down our life's strife

Exercise, Water and tiny meals

oh lordy we do THAT? and squeal

Quit complaining and whining

you know it's all in the timing

With friends like these

who needs food - like cheese

The Love from all the supporters is all around

and nowhere like LBT can you hear the sound

of Way to Go! My Friend

You will make it to the End

We laugh, we cry

some even sigh

But we all know

it is not a show

No one here

is more dear

than the Lap Band Gang!

Those are awesome! Really! Mo I had no idea you were that talented. (I mean I did, but not officially)

lol - thanks! I have written poetry since I was 13 yrs old -- love writing and figured I'd throw my two cents in

I'm a '5-minute poet' - give me a topic and I can give you a poem in five minutes :biggrin1:

Haiku Poem - Japanese poem, 3 lines long. The first line is 5 syllables, the second, seven; the third, five.

The band is fickle

Monitoring food at will

So people can live

I really tried

But, what a pity

For way too long

I just felt

uncomfortable.

Geezer, nice poem. I know you did try. (sighs)

Roberto Rumbaut

Cute Banded Banding Surgeon

I was Rumbautized

Rofl! Nice! I Was Too.

Once You Are Rumbautized, You Are Forever Wise

Band Caused the Gas!!!

Clouds are fluffy..

So is my ass

The band is good

For giving me bad gas

I stare at my ass

Scared of the gas

Thinking people will think I harrass...

But then from afar

I see who you are

An innocent bystander

Getting out of your car

"Oh No" I say

"Oh No, Not THEY"

But low and behold

To my dismay

It came to a head

Now people are dead

"It's the band, it's giving me gas!"

Upset and terrified I look back at my ass

Not very lady like and not very nice

But oh no.. oh not again... not twice

Rushed the groceries in the car

The door...ajar

Thank god I don't have to drive very far