I wonder what happened
To the boy in the hat
After he sprouted those wings
And flew up in the sky
And flashed a bright smile
As he waved a goodbye
And his mother shrieked loudly
It sure hurt my ears
And she ran down the street
In those heels
Drenched in tears
As her dear baby boy
Decided to fly
And just left
Because
Frankly
What is there to say
When she pinches your cheeks
And corrects your bad grammar
Dresses you up
And forbids you to play?
So Mikey took off
Never did see him again
And us other kids wondered
and pondered
And dreamed
Of growing some wings of our own
And fly, freed.
