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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365777" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lizard Pie!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">We’d set the date, and I’d bought the ring, <br>The dress was ready, and so was I, <br>But Liz went down with a fearful chill, <br>Her forehead burned and her mouth was dry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They did some tests and they called me in, <br>The doctor muttered, and shook his head, <br>‘She’s diabetic, as sure as sin, <br>She’s lucky to be alive, ’ he said.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘You’ll have to be married another day, <br>We’ll get those sugars controlled, ’ he said, <br>‘I’ll give her a course of insulin, <br>But you make sure that she stays in bed! ’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It took a while for the sugar count<br>To drop, and Liz had a throbbing brain, <br>The Gila Monster’s saliva gland*<br>Would feed her nausea, over again! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">With every needle at morn and night<br>She’d fade and sicken, and turn away, <br>I felt the chill of a lizard’s breath<br>Turn Liz to Lizard, more every day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The weeks went by and I watched her fret, <br>She lost some weight and her skin was dry, <br>It flaked and roughened, she moved in jerks, <br>And stared unblinking, up at the sky.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The laughing girl that I’d known and loved<br>Became morose, and as cold as ice, <br>I’d try to jolly, and kiss her lips, <br>But hate shone out of her cold, dead eyes! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A fly got into the room one day<br>And buzzed her steady, unblinking eye, <br>Her tongue shot out in a sticky mass, <br>Went snap, rolled up, and - No more fly! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I hate to tell you the end of it, <br>The doctor called with his Gila gland, <br>I heard a scream and he rushed away, <br>A festering sore where she’d taken his hand! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘But why did you bite the doctor, Liz, <br>How did you do that trick with the fly? ’<br>She slithered along on her belly in there, <br>Belched and burped, said – ‘Lizard Pie! ’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">26 December 2011</div><div style="margin:10px 0">•	(One of the insulins used in controlling<br>diabetic sugars is manufactured from the saliva <br>of Gila Monsters) .</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</a><div class=q>
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The dress was ready, and so was I, 
But Liz went down with a fearful chill, 
Her forehead burned and her mouth was dry.

They did some tests and they called me in, 
The doctor muttered, and shook hi..."></div>
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