Can I be happy day and night,
Whistle Disney tunes and bright
Exciting airs delight,
Even if it isn’t me?
Never, ever curse or scowl,
Seldom frown or whimper foul,
Never drag a drooping jowl,
Even if it isn’t me?
My moods I’ll keep so high
And sunny. Jokes to slap your thigh,
So funny. Absolutely nothing dry,
Even if it isn’t me?
So many faults in me you’ve found
That I dare not make the slightest sound
Or wear a nasty, ugly frown.
Even if it isn’t me.
I’m allows pissed and without cause,
I’m the monster giving pause
To everyone—the kids, in-laws.
Even if it isn’t me.
I still scribble, in meetings boring,
Your sweet name with arrows soaring
Toward my waiting heart-adoring.
Even if it isn’t me.
I know there’s someone just for you, dear,
Someone kind, in perfect cheer
You long to love and so revere,
Even if it isn’t me.