I've got high cholesterol,
my doctor diagnosed it.
According to the doctor
my bad fats overflowing.
I was a tad perplexed
and thought that I'd been hexed
"I'm on a low fat diet,
that's fruit and veg, " I said.
"Ah", said he, "that's ‘cause,
your mum and dad designed ya.
It's in the genes you know
but don't let science blind ya"
I took my jeans right off
and looked right down each leg.
Well I'm not dumb I tell ya,
now I wear skirts instead.
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