The Metformin Song

There was once was a pill
given to a girl named Jill.
Oh she had curly hair,
and skin both gray and fair,
and the pill was called Metformin.

She didn't want to take it,
her tummy told her to kick it,
and all day she'd moan and groan,
and sit upon that porcelain throne
because of Metformin.

The doc told her it was a good thing,
because you see her pancreas was a failing,
but the doc could not understand
why Jill couldn't see her friends
while she was on Metformin.

Then one day Jill found a sheet of paper,
that told her she could break down that little caper,
from two to four times a day,
and then Jill's tummy-ache went away,
and now she doesn't hate Metformin.

Diabetus.