Abby the Black Lab has taken time away from her busy day of napping to share some rhyming thoughts on diabetes. The link to the blogpost is: http://testguessandgo.com/2014/05/13/a-diabetes-poem/
A Diabetes Poem by Abby the Black Lab
I don’t know fancy poetry,
But I do know how to rhyme.
Diabetes is a pain-in-the-butt
All of the time.
I’m not a smart alert dog.
I don’t smell lows or highs.
But I do wish that diabetes
Would take a big good-bye.
At eighty pounds I’m big and black
And always need a hug.
I’m just a big old lapdog
And cuddly like Lancet the Pug.
It’s true that I am just a dog.
Dog biscuits make drool.
I am so glad to not count carbs
Diabetes is so cruel.
I’m starting to get old and stiff.
My joints are getting sore.
It’s sad to know that one gray day
DSMA walks will be no more.
Glucose meters come and go.
Diabetes seems to stay.
It’s faithful like a big black dog
And never goes away.
If I could bark and scare away
Type 1 and Type 2 likewise.
I’d ask for heaping bowls of food
And not the Nobel Prize.
So diabetes, please be cured
And don’t come back another day.
You’re not a friend like cats and dogs,
That’s all I have to say.