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Kidneys look like hearts.
All these body parts,
and mame.
coz I try to cure but i just kill,
Everyday's the same,
I better grab a telephone and call the MDU.
but hope that they don't sue,
Not much we can do
my friend.
a careless surgeons fuck ups,
Time can never mend,
of Christopher Reed.
Now you do a great impression
but try not to be too solemn.
I fucked up your operation,
just so you can breathe.
Now you need a ventilator,
I Just cut your spinal column.
You're never gonna walk again,
I've got some dreadful news.
I'm very sorry Mr. Smith,
I get so confused,
What does this bit do?
as I cut you up I wonder what's that nerve for,
I feel so un-sure,
It's hardly that surprising though
Because I trained at Bart's.
And you're never gonna speak again,
have to just make do with thinking.
I'd be stupid to pretend
we'll ever hear you talking.
Trapped inside your wheelchair,
communicating just by blinking.
Like that famous cripple,
Proffesor Steven Hawking.