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Canavero  says he can Make of me a better man It only will require, he said, Smooth transposition of my head Although success has not yet been For those they've chopped beneath the chin Yet in Japan it seems that that's Not the case for a study with rats And Doctor Canavero thinks, That after I've met with my shrinks, And signed the legal paper mess My transplant'll be a big success My head and neck? Or just my head? It'll be a cool trick ...If I'm not dead Will I have a different voice? Or will my larynx here be kept Intact as skull is ferried forth To donor body, where there slept... A suicide victim in his prime No damage done below the neck, That pliant supple platform, I'm Soon to inhabit...we have the tech! For thirty some years I have been trapped In this nonfunctional wreched form And now a doctor, young and apt Will attempt to weather the media storm And try with all his godlike might At giving me a second chance And he believes that after the fight, And long recovery, I'll jump and dance! And if the plan fails miserably And I just never ever wake We still will have made history I'll finally buy the farm and slake The thirst I've had - to end it all And leave this cursed,wretched plane And nevermore will I forestall For never shall I wake again!
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Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 7:27 AM UTC
The Head Transplant of Spiridonov