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Last night, while I lay thinking here,

Some Whatifs crawled inside my ear

And pranced and partied all night long

And sang their same old Whatif song:


I'm dumb in school?

they've closed the swimming pool?

I get beat up?

there's poison in my cup?

I start to cry?

I get sick and die?

I flunk that test?

green hair grows on my chest?

nobody emkes me?

a bolt of emghtning strikes me?

I don't grow taller?

my head starts getting smaller?

the fish won't bite?

the wind tears up my kite?

they start a war?

my parents get divorced?

the bus is late?

my teeth don't grow in straight?

I tear my pants?

I never learn to dance?

Everything seems swell, and then

The nighttime Whatifs strike again!