At Dairy Queen

(To the tune of “At Seventeen”)

I saw the light at Dairy Queen
While eating cho-co-late ice cream
That those who crave their sweeties, lad
Develop diabetes bad

The sugared things they sell to you
Seem innocent but it’s not true
They’ll raise your insulin and thus
Cause problems for your pancreas

Bridge
We buy the stuff and never think of
How we’re almost on the brink of
Getting some publicity
For sugar-based toxicity
That’s all because the fast food scene
Is mostly sugar/salt cuisine
We’re bursting at the seams
At Dairy Queen

At Mickey Dees, I order fries
That come to me all super-sized
I eat them up until I’m full
Since ketchup is a vegetable

At Taco Bell I must disclose
Tortilla shells have GMOs
And cooking oil unnaturally
Is poisoned so trans-fat-ally

Bridge
Remember this when picking food
Processing can leave you screwed
In colas you will get a dose
Of syrups laced with high fructose
And diet ones are all replete
With chemicals like Nutrasweet
I wonder what it means
At Dairy Queen

It’s no surprise to folks like me
That problems with obesity
Are rooted in the food supplies
Combined with lack of exercise

Of course it makes a lot of sense
To read each package’s contents
Then use the info that it gives
For cutting out preservatives

Bridge
If we kid ourselves, we’ll pay the price
With poor nutritional advice
Imagining ourselves okay
Forgetting how much that we weigh
There’s no ignoring nature’s call
When it comes to cholesterol
No ice cream cone is free
At Dairy Queen

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