Somedays it’s there somedays it ain’t Somedays it’s dark black it looks like dark paint. No one escapes it Everyone can try A shadow is scary It makes scared people cry. we don’t know who’s hiding we don’t know how far the darkness will get you but it won’t leave a scar.
Looking outside at the contrast of morning and evening are there it is not that I even care The day before is now the past the day ahead might be my last I live to see beauty today and breath some more in if I may knowing for me there is still hope and I will be able to cope with whatever comes on my way.
The Cat in the Hat knew the mom would be mad if she saw all the toys and goodies he had. He tried to keep quiet and out of her way to keep her distracted was the way he could stay.
He started with smiles and a proud, firm handshake His brow started sweating, she would know it was fake All he had to get by was this first “How d’ya do?” Then to get to the kids, just he and those two.
So he started to walk on his back legs to show that he knew that his back was the rude way to go. The mother was pleased by the Cat’s gentle tone She was happy to leave the three of them all alone.
The Cat took his bag and all the tricks he had found The comics and posters and the car with the sound He spread them all out on the rug in the room He had his own bag and could clean with his broom.
The kids were so happy to see all his stuff He wondered if they thought there wasn’t enough. But for hours they played without one single fight A perfect fun day led to a quite tired night.