A Public Service Announcement
Never let it be said that I don't Do My Bit: to assist the Surgeon General in his battle against the growing problem of adult-onset diabetes, I offer the following jingle, to the tune of Burke's Tiptoe Through the Tulips. Composing it was about as pleasant as having a tooth pulled, and the end result is elliptical beyond belief; but, such as it is, I offer it in service of The Cause:
Type II
Diabetes:
Eat your Wheaties
And avoid the beer,
Or Type II
May at some point
Appear.
Type II
Alcoholics
Holler, Bollocks!
But it's all too clear
That Type II
May attack them
Some year.
Don't gorge—
Eat half the amount.
Don't forge
Your calorie count.
Make this condition
A precedent—
Watch your diet,
And you needn't fear
That Type II
Will abort your
Career.
Lyric © 2005 Nathaniel DesH. Petrikov
Type II
Diabetes:
Eat your Wheaties
And avoid the beer,
Or Type II
May at some point
Appear.
Type II
Alcoholics
Holler, Bollocks!
But it's all too clear
That Type II
May attack them
Some year.
Don't gorge—
Eat half the amount.
Don't forge
Your calorie count.
Make this condition
A precedent—
Watch your diet,
And you needn't fear
That Type II
Will abort your
Career.
Lyric © 2005 Nathaniel DesH. Petrikov
posted by npetrikov at 4:42 PM
1 Comments:
Brilliant! Clearly it all came out of your realization that the metrical delicacy of 'Type II Diabetes' (etc.) suited one old standard popular song...irresistible.
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