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Lucky Man
Started a new diet yesterday Doc said I can’t keep living this way I’ve got high blood pressure and cholesterol He said I’m lucky to be alive at all Was rambling about my A1C Diabetic is where I’ll soon be My liver is just about to go AWOL I’m really lucky to be alive at all No more hot dogs, burgers, or a shake Fish and chicken can only be baked No potato chips, pizza, or alcohol Because I’m lucky to be alive at all Must stay away from bacon and pies No more of them McDonald’s French fries No Dr. Pepper, Pepsi, or Fireballs I guess I’m lucky to be alive at all I have to give up all sweets and fat They say no carbs is now where it’s at No trips to the fridge when I hear ice-cream call Well man, I’m lucky to be alive at all At dinner time I can only cry Still can’t believe that’s a portion size A piece of grey meat the size of a golf ball At least, I’m lucky to be alive at all Now I sit in the corner and bawl Too weak to walk so I have to crawl I take my shower propped up against the wall So tell me, am I even alive at all
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