I blink myself awake, my foot is wanting to scratch my ear. A man in a white coat with matching white hair appears like a magician How are you feeling? His voice is rhetorical he says you were involved in a serious accident and clinically you died and your body was damaged beyond salvage however we managed to save your head and have transplanted it onto the body of a dog I must be dreaming he produces a mirror from somewhere in his white coat I look at myself my head on the body of a brown dog I remember carrying that card: in the event of my death I donate my body to science I open my mouth to scream but all that comes out is a howl.
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Great stuff Marc ....enjoyed this one .
Do you carry your donar card with you? I watched a clip from Frankenstein with Gene Wilder and Marty Feldman ...(probably way before your time) it was so funny .
"Whose brain did you give me?"
"From someone called Abbe Normal ""
Bit like your nightmarish poem of waking up as Dogboy !!
I like quirky stuff ...makes a pleasant change from too many odes to a butterfly !!! Well done you