...to the tune of.....On Top of Old Smokey

THE GREAT MONSTER TRANSFORMATION

My body`s not working
As good as it might
My brain cells have left me
They`ve all taken flight.


And I`d like them back please
Without them I`m shot
Those cute little brain cells
Were all I had got.

I once could move sideways
And forwards and back
So gracefull and easy.
These skills I now lack

Incontinence beckons
Whenever I cough
And all cos these brain cells
Have all buggered off.

They helped me look normal
The same way as you
But now I`m this Monster
And I`m feeling blue

My arms and my legs now
Just do their own thing
I`m nearly an expert
At the Highland Fling

And if you stand close by
You`d better watch out
Without any warning
I`ll give you a clout.

A smack in the kisser
Will shock you for sure
My stray fist will knock you
Cold out on the floor.

Alas I can`t help this
Aggressive display
Cos I have got PD
And it`s here to stay.

So when I am drooling
And lurching for you
With arms that are flailing
Then here`s what to do.

Just leg it for shelter
As quick as you can
Cos I am the bog eyed
PD BOGEY MAN.


Will thisd do Paula.

Hugs
x