Best Pancreas Poems

He’s 85 and he says he isn’t going to die.
Stooped over very badly, maybe two feet shorter now
than he used to be in his prime
and...

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I look into the mirror
And who is that I see?
Someone I don't recognise
Is looking back at me

The lines upon the forehead
That are called ‘worry lines'
Are...

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Epitaph for the Test Dogs

What you did for us, not many know,
because you did it so long ago.
Victoria’s reign to flapper days,
you lived in labs...

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A strong and new friendship was born at the cancer clinic
Both cry, they had lost the driving force to look forward
The pleasure of a long...

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An appliance has a warranty,
Right there in black and white.
You can get your money back
If it won’t work just right.

And purchasing a car provides
Assurance in...

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Myself I am troubling
The stress level is doubling
Gastric juices are bubbling
My pancreas is rumbling

Life is turning
The stomach is churning
Forehead is burning
The inner life is yearning

Resources...

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A funny thing happened on my way to my house

I shouldn’t have taken the bus on that day
A digestive issue was starting to rise
My house...

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I ogled through the open Atelier,
  And chance into a spacious grotto,
  Wanting to carry out an exploration of voodoo kingdom,
  I...

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Healthy people you better think twice. While you are feeling so good go out and enjoy your life.       ...

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I put my lips to his cheek 
Reminded me of winter time, not ice cold
Without warmth yes, but with texture
hard to the touch like a...

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On St Patrick’s day my score was nine point two.

Maybe I am about to get the regular flu.

In spite of all the tablets I take.

The...

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It starts with one thing
and one thing always leads to another
I think he is indestructible 
Three forms of cancer can't stop my grandfather
Prostate Lung Pancreas...

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Daily we check our blood,
Interested in our score,
Another day of lancing,
Better not ignore,
Eating used to be such a pleasure,
Tomorrow could be taking insulin shots,
Earnestly trying...

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My doctor is a surgeon, a man of know-how and expedience.
I set before you now his methods from personal experience:

When, to my despair, I developed...

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Four joints excercising their right
to tense up
Oh how the Pancreas aides in 
such a drawstring.

Conscience kidnapped for a spell
while these fierce, 
No, cowardly beings
earn their...

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