Welcome to Paradise

"Welcome to paradise,"

they stopped to say.

And so,

I stopped to stare.

The trees were green,

the flowers in bloom.

No cars to be seen,

only the clean air.

And as I stopped,

I stared in wonder,

I said,

"I have to go."

And my friends, they wondered to ask,

"Why is that so?"

And so I awoke,

a tear slowly falling,

and replied, my heart full of woe.

"Oh, my friends," I stopped to reply,

"How can I be happy in paradise,

if it truly isn't so?"

Kinda weird. I came up with it this morning in the car listening to, well, yeah, Welcome to Paradise.

Here,

I just realized at the awful grammar of this song...

Happy Groundhog Day!

Today during science we had a party because the A section had brought their homework in for a whole semester.

In improv one of the charades was groundhog day, and I figured it out!

Hooray for pajama day!

Cheerio, peeps!