Oh dear sweet metformin, bane of my existence
They say you’re here to treat my insulin resistance
You take the joy out of everything I eat
Restricting me to just veggies and meats
Goodbye all sweets, cakes, breads and fried treats
Whenever I eat you – I kneel to the toilet seat
But that’s not enough – you have to play tricks
Even when I behave I’ll still randomly get sick
Little white pills that pack such a punch
So tiny yet you can easily destroy my lunch
Pizza…pie…cookies… all things of the past
I have to behave or my tummy won’t last
And when I have to go – I have to go now
No matter where, No matter when, and No matter how
You’ve taught me that YES I can use public bathrooms
And that dignity is meaningless when your runny tummy looms
I love you and hate you all at the same time
But I take you daily until a new baby is mine
Just a little metformin rant........
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