Selling the Treadmill?

I'm thinking about selling my treadmill; Because, of hardcore exercise, I think I've gotten my fill. I do not want to donate it to Goodwill; Because I'm not that generous; even with my white and pink pills. I'll talk to Jacob about it when he wakes; It might not be a piece of cake. Because everything is an argument; Depending if our money is or isn't spent; For, he can be a nice or mean gent; We'll see when it's his ear, I've bent. It all depends on what he will say; Sometimes, I don't know what to think about Jay. So, it might be a very good or very bad day; I hope it is a good one; I pray, I pray. We decided it was not an idea good; After we talked about if we wouldn't or would. Things will become all worked out; After it, to everyone, we talk about.