COPD and Diabetes
What a lovely pair.
One demands some comfort food,
T'other says "Don't you dare".
Thus eating is so troublesome
When you have type 2.
All the stuff you really like,
Is not so good for you.
I can't eat like a rabbit
My teeth don't like to munch.
So that rules out the salad
That I ought to have for lunch.
Fish and chips, a pint of beer
Is what I'd really like.
When I ask if that will do
They tell me"On your bike".
Midge has also put on weight,
So she can't have then too.
We sit there looking miserable
Wondering what to do.