I was threatening to do this at Worldcon. The parody, I mean. Not the operation.
When they put me under in pre-op
It all seemed quite normal, you see
For I thought they'd be yanking my tonsils
Or so they explained it to me
Who knew that they'd mixed up my papers
And sent me three rooms down the hall
Where another procedure was prepping
And the surgeons would soon have a ball
(or two...)
So they gave me the cut that was harshest
And my jewels they put in a jar
Now I'm sitting alone and dejected
And desperately needing a bra
I used to be strapping and manly
And it once was my favorite toy
Now it sits on a shelf with the rest of my memories
Of when I was a boy...
When they put me under in pre-op
It all seemed quite normal, you see
For I thought they'd be yanking my tonsils
Or so they explained it to me
Who knew that they'd mixed up my papers
And sent me three rooms down the hall
Where another procedure was prepping
And the surgeons would soon have a ball
(or two...)
So they gave me the cut that was harshest
And my jewels they put in a jar
Now I'm sitting alone and dejected
And desperately needing a bra
I used to be strapping and manly
And it once was my favorite toy
Now it sits on a shelf with the rest of my memories
Of when I was a boy...