Thoughts During a Dreary Midnight Hour

Did I sing Happy Birthday 2 you? Or would that make you feel very blue It could have been that attitude That you get without any sleep Waking up with sweat even know there wasn't any heat Baby face is back And he wants to attack Those lovely collegiate dreams you conjure up While studying to all ends of the night like a tired pup Despite not living on elm street The abstract idea can still be sweet. Now in this second go a round Death still has not brought you down And with no time to frown There are experiments abound At this age What type of visions would get the page? Maybe it could come from the CW comic strip Since you all think the flash thing is very hip Off to time travel we go Like ground hounds wanting to stop the wintry blow With that one plot Filmmakers gave the story a shot Stating there is a point When using that joint The academics thoughts are so high No one wanted to tell yesterday goodbye Now that this is the end of another twenty-four-hour period You may want to hear it While creeping closer to the final day When we all say At the mass to remember your past Dedicated to you Reminding us not to screw Or Baby Face will appear Saying my dear, my dear, my dear You have much to fear Happy Birthday 2 U I am done talking and I am through.