Its weird when your heart stops, I never felt a thing

I didn't see any bright white lights or hear the angels sing

I did see my twin brother though who'd passed so long ago

He was still only twenty two - and I was then forty four

Now that it really bugged me if I were to tell the truth

I really didn't need a reminder of my long forgotten youth

I didn't feel it when they 'zapped me full of electricity

You don't feel anything at all when you are dead you see

No one tells you of the burn marks you find upon your skin

Time was of the essence as they plugged the zappers in

I did exclaim when they told me what it was had happened to me

That u don't see any burn marks on the patients on 'Casualty'

At least I got my life back - am like the cat who got the cream

Knowing momentarily that Jesus doesn't want me for a sunbeam

Although my best friend disagrees - though she is a bit of a joker

She says that really it's the Devil who doesn't want me for a stoker.

Copyright Pat Brogan 2003