(Mr. Grinch, with an insulin twist.  Sing along!!) You’re a mean one, Mr. Panc. You really are a heel! You’ve made me a pincushion, all those needles I can feel, Mr. Panc. You make me require boluses before every meal! You’re so lazy, Mr. Panc. Your islets are such shit! Your shape is all corn cobby and your betas all…

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