Diefenbaker was..............

Diefenbaker was a deaf wolf              	     	
He couldn't understand
Why people needed words
To say they had doughnuts in their hands.
He was a junk food addict
And eachtime they went near
A doughnut van or restaurant
He didn't need to hear -

He could smell the lovely odour
Of the food cooking inside
And everytime he just looked cute
And everyone just cried.
They found him irresistible
And always fed him well
But poor old Dief got too fat
And his tummy began to swell.

He got so big with all this food
That he had to go on a diet
Of sugar candy, crisps and sweets
Don't even mention a fry up.
Eventually, Dief got so big
He couldn't even walk
But it didn't really bother him
People still came to his door.

They took pity on the poor creature
Whose appetite was huge
And sent him to a health farm
For some weight to loose.
This Dief did with splendour
He really did do well
He could now return to Chicago
After all, he'd been to hell!

For Dief had learned his lesson
And learned his lesson well
He didn't want to go back there
He didn't want to tell -
Of the the nasty little people
Who peered at him each day
To make sure he was eating 
In a proper wolf like way.

The moral of this story
Means different things to some
But don't forget, just don't let
Your appetite become
The centre of your lifestyle
The cherry on the cake
Sugar doughnuts, candy floss
A good wolf just don't make.