Islets of Langerhans,
Do me a favour,
Make me some insulin,
So my food I savour.
I'm fed up with needles,
I'm fed up with pills,
The vials of insulin,
I'd throw to the hills.
So Islets of Langerhans,
Please do some work.
Make me some insulin,
Come on don't shirk!!!
J R A GIGNEY (15 April 2012)
• All poems written by J R A Gigney unless stated.
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