The Damn Seed Grew

Cancer is the seed that grew

I knew not what to do

Fertile soil it found in me

I nurtured it unwillingly

Why did I think sugars and carbs

Were good for me?

I gained weight

It was plain to see

But I followed the American diet religiously

Fear not, the urologist said to me

All you need is a simple prostactomy

Simple for you, but what about me?

Not to worry, said he

You'll be good as new, trust me

If I knew then, what I know now

I would have escaped his tools, somehow

Now I leak from front and back

And my manhood will never come back

The moral of this story is plain to see

Don't feed a cancer so willingly

Starve the damn thing and you'll be free

To live and love unsparingly