Chapter 2 2

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: Whatif Im dumb in school? What if they've closed the swimming pool? What if I get beat up? What if there's poison in my cup? What if I start to cry? Whatif I get sick and die? What if I flunk that test? Whatif green hair grows on my chest? Whatif nobody likes me? What if a bolt of lightning strikes me? What if I don't grow taller? Whatif my head starts getting smaller? What if the fish won't bite?

What if the wind tears up my kite? What if they start a war? Whatif my parents get divorced? What if the bus is late? What if my teeth don't grow in straight? What if I tear my pants? What if I never learn to dance? Everything seems well, and then the nighttime Whatifs strike again! Geraldine now, stop shaking that cow For heavens sake, for yoursake and the cows sake. Thats the dumbest way Ive seen To make a milk shake. I wrote such a beautiful book for you Bout rainbows and sunshine And dreams that come true. But the goat went and ate it (You knew that he would),

So I wrote you another one Fast as I could. Of course it could never be Nearly as great As that beautiful book That the silly goat ate. So if you don't like This new book I just wrote--- Blame the goat. Its the worlds longest car, I swear, It reaches from Beale Street to Washington Square. And once you get in it To go where you are going, You simply get out, cause you are there. Id rather play tennis than go to the dentist. Id rather play soccer than go to the doctor. Id rather play Hurk than go to work. Hurk? Hurk? Whats Hurk? I dont know, but it must be better than work.

She wanted to play the piano, But her hands couldn't reach the keys. When her hands could finally reach the keys, Her feet couldn't reach the floor. When her hands could finally reach the keys, And her feet could reach the floor, She didnt want to play ol piano anymore.