Broken Wrist!!! OMG!

I got my first cast about two weeks ago.  I fell off my friend's scooter on a Sunday afternoon.  My mom and dad took me to the ER for Xrays.  I got a splint there.  When I got my cast on Wednesday, I chose a red one.  My whole family signed it.  It's just that I'm ready to get it off because I can't play Guitar Hero!  It itches sometimes, too, and I can't get to that itch!!!

"Harold the Farting Chicken"

Poem by A.J.Hilkert

Harold, my chicken, farts.
It smells like apple tarts.
He has purple feet,
Likes to eat meat,
Orange circles around his eyes,
He wears a disguise and tells lies.
He goes, "Cookle-cookle-coo!"
My chicken must be from Peru.