Excitement, thrills are gone, and everything looks dull,
This boredom forces me to meet the maker.
A balcony collapse, a bus to smash my skull,
That would be mighty nice, a real shaker!

But at last! I have chased down my luck -
God’s my witness - I was having kittens.
Thirty tons of a dump trailer truck
Crushed all bones in my body to pieces!

So I’m lying on my back -
Plastered artfully.
Every bone that I cracked
Was packed carefully:

Independently,
With tenacity:
Saves integrity,
Full capacity!

I grieve for you, your life is tedious and grim,
No iron hits your skull all of a sudden.
It’s such a pleasure - plaster covers every limb,
It’s such a joy - a serious concussion!

There’s a ponderous plate on my chest,
And my arms are both covered with armor.
I am itching to yell "Bring a horse for my quest!"
And to ride out the hospital parlor!

Now I’m lying on my back -
Plastered artfully.
Every bone that I cracked
Was packed carefully:

Independently,
With tenacity:
Saves integrity,
Full capacity!

I have to say with grief, the moment was quite brief:
The dump truck hit me, and I lost my senses.
The new and odd impressions brought me some relief,
But then a year in blackout - pretty senseless.

Many thanks to the staff, it feels right:
All is fixed by the cables and pullies.
And I swear to you, sometimes at night,
I do feel like an astronaut, truly!

Now I’m lying on my back -
Plastered artfully.
Every bone that I cracked
Was packed carefully:

Independently,
With tenacity:
Saves integrity,
Full capacity!

My senses are all blocked, the pain’s my only foe,
Alas, we are the ones who harm our feelings.
But I feel like a child, I’m swaddled head to toe,
Surrounded by the love of human beings!

I’ve been influenced by my night nurse:
I develop my empathy faster.
And I swear, ’till my last days on earth
I would stay here, a hostage of plaster!

Now I’m lying on my back -
Plastered artfully.
Every bone that I cracked
Was packed carefully:

Independently,
With tenacity:
Saves integrity,
Full capacity!

I wish I didn’t have my former dreams again:
They’re like a razor blade without a handle;
For in my dreams I throw my plaster chains away
And yearn for bullfights, poetry and candles.

O my plaster, my armor, my plate!
A defense from a sharp-toothed opponent.
But one thing still depresses of late:
For I can’t scratch myself at the moment.

Now I’m lying on my back -
Plastered artfully.
Every bone that I cracked
Was packed carefully:

Independently,
With tenacity:
Saves integrity,
Full capacity!

No plans to doff the cast, though I returned to health.
My arms are like two tusks - it’s hardly stressing,
My legs became quite thin - I couldn’t care less,
For I look bigger, and I look impressive!

I am walking around in a cast,
Like an elephant - thick-skinned, impassive.
I am crushing all heels as I pass,
It’s convenient for me to be massive!

Now I’m lying on my back -
Plastered artfully.
Every bone that I cracked
Was packed carefully:

Independently,
With tenacity:
Saves integrity,
Full capacity!