Last night while I was laying in bed,
some whatiffs got stuck inside my head.
They danced and partied all night long,
and made up their own little whatiff song:
What if a piano falls on my head?
What if one day I wake up dead?
What if nobody likes my hair?
What if I never learn to share?
What if my cat gets hit by a car?
What if I wish on a shooting star?
What if I want to dance in the rain?
What if I can't get out that stain?
What if I happen to fall in love?
What if I get pooped on by a turtle dove?
What if I get taken for ransom?
What if I meat a boy and I think he's handsome?
What if I never go the extra mile?
What if I can't help but to smile?
What if I get hit by a bus?
What if I accidentally cuss?
What if the sun never sets?
What if I never own any pets?
What if the wind never blows?
What if I fall and break my nose?
Just when I think the whatiffs are gone,
they sneak in again and keep me up until dawn.
By Nicole Netti
Adapted from Shel Silverstein Shel Silverstein.com
some whatiffs got stuck inside my head.
They danced and partied all night long,
and made up their own little whatiff song:
What if a piano falls on my head?
What if one day I wake up dead?
What if nobody likes my hair?
What if I never learn to share?
What if my cat gets hit by a car?
What if I wish on a shooting star?
What if I want to dance in the rain?
What if I can't get out that stain?
What if I happen to fall in love?
What if I get pooped on by a turtle dove?
What if I get taken for ransom?
What if I meat a boy and I think he's handsome?
What if I never go the extra mile?
What if I can't help but to smile?
What if I get hit by a bus?
What if I accidentally cuss?
What if the sun never sets?
What if I never own any pets?
What if the wind never blows?
What if I fall and break my nose?
Just when I think the whatiffs are gone,
they sneak in again and keep me up until dawn.
By Nicole Netti
Adapted from Shel Silverstein Shel Silverstein.com
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