Northerner
Admin (Retired)
- Relationship to Diabetes
- Type 1
You mustn’t eat sugar,
You cannot eat cake,
And don’t touch that doughnut,
Please, for goodness sake!
Does it hurt when you do that,
Please can you explain,
I could never do that,
It would mess with my brain!
Please do that in private,
I don’t want to see,
When you puncture your fingers
Just think about me!
I guess if you’re Type 2,
That can only mean
That you’re big, fat and lazy,
And always have been.
What’s that that you’re saying?
It wasn’t your fault?
You ate too much sugar,
Now that’s come to a halt!
You can’t do what I can,
I think that’s a shame.
Just think what you’re missing!
Your condition’s to blame.
What’s that that you tell me?
You get along fine?
You can drink beer and whisky?
And lager? And wine?
You can eat cakes and biscuits,
A normal amount?
It’s the fat you look out for,
The carbs that you count?
You won gold for Britain?
You’re fit and you’re lean?
Your total cholesterol’s
The best I have seen!
I say, since I met you,
I’ve found out so much,
So little you can’t do,
I’m so out of touch!
Please, forgive me my rudeness,
I just didn’t know
You’re perfectly normal!
Perhaps I should go…
😉
(c) Northerner 2009. Please do not reproduce this without permission.
You cannot eat cake,
And don’t touch that doughnut,
Please, for goodness sake!
Does it hurt when you do that,
Please can you explain,
I could never do that,
It would mess with my brain!
Please do that in private,
I don’t want to see,
When you puncture your fingers
Just think about me!
I guess if you’re Type 2,
That can only mean
That you’re big, fat and lazy,
And always have been.
What’s that that you’re saying?
It wasn’t your fault?
You ate too much sugar,
Now that’s come to a halt!
You can’t do what I can,
I think that’s a shame.
Just think what you’re missing!
Your condition’s to blame.
What’s that that you tell me?
You get along fine?
You can drink beer and whisky?
And lager? And wine?
You can eat cakes and biscuits,
A normal amount?
It’s the fat you look out for,
The carbs that you count?
You won gold for Britain?
You’re fit and you’re lean?
Your total cholesterol’s
The best I have seen!
I say, since I met you,
I’ve found out so much,
So little you can’t do,
I’m so out of touch!
Please, forgive me my rudeness,
I just didn’t know
You’re perfectly normal!
Perhaps I should go…
😉
(c) Northerner 2009. Please do not reproduce this without permission.
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