Sunday poem -- revised nursery rhyme

Two days after I came home from the hospital in a wheelchair, my son made like a monkey and climbed out of his bed. Unfortunately, he had a very hard landing.


Thomas has a purple cast,
A purple cast,
A purple cast.
Thomas has a purple cast
And a broken wrist

He climbed out of his crib one day
Crib one day
Crib one day.
He climbed out of his crib one day
And landed on the floor

So now he has a big boy bed
Big boy bed
Big boy bed
So now he has a big boy bed
Of which he can slip out

Even with his purple cast
His purple cast
His purple
Even with his purple cast
He still climbs out of bed.