Hospital Shark

Children's author Robert Munsch wrote this poem for my son.
After his second liver transplant, David began calling his scar his "shark bite". One day we were at the beach when a shark was spotted in the water. People were being told to get out of the water and things got a bit crazy. My son David, dressed in just his swimming shorts, was running back and forth yelling at the top of his lungs, "I think that's the shark that bit me!!!" People noticed the huge 'battle wound' scar across David's stomach and began to stare in amazement. It really did look as if David had been attacked by a shark.
In 2003 my friend related this story to Mr. Munch and he penned this little poem for David.
"David"
In the hospital
In the dark,
I got bit
By a hospital shark.
They swim the hallways
Late at night
Looking for kids
That taste just right.
But I was lucky
Cause, you see,
The shark didn't like
The taste of me.
He took one bite
And swam away
And that's why I'm
Alive today.