A New Kind of Pain

A new kind of pain
A new level of anguish
My butt suffers so

Why did I do this
Excessive damage today
To my poor buttocks?

It was for the fruits
The fruits of accomplishment
A massage perhaps

Food will do nicely
Jennifer buys me Snickers
I eat it fiercely

I hope tomorrow
I will be able to walk
Or get out of bed

A new kind of pain
But pain is temporary
It will soon subside

I’m pleased in the end
At least my rib ain’t broken
Like a certain George