You Weren’t Supposed to Drink it at Half Past Two

You weren’t supposed to drink the potion

At half past two.

This mess is your fault.

It’s sad but it’s true.

I specifically told you, Sam

The potion must be taken at two

For this isn’t ordinary medicine

It’s a powerful, dangerous brew.

You said you wanted to sprout wings

And be able to soar up high

Up to the moon and twinkling stars

That dwell in the black sky.

If you had done what I said

You would have been able to fly.

But you didn’t, and quite honestly

You’re lucky you didn’t die.

Taking the absolute right potion

At the absolute wrong time

Always causes problems.

What you did was a crime.

You say that you were in a rush

To fulfill your job obligation.

But instead of taking the potion tomorrow,

You guzzled it at half past two without hesitation.

I know you’re very busy

Taking care of animals at the zoo

With it’s hippos and elephants

Its gorillas and zebras too.

I know you have to feed the owls

The parakeets, and the flamingos,

The African Wild Dogs, the hyenas,

The jackals, and the dingos.

I know you have to feed the lions

The tigers, and the Kanga and her roo

But this potion doesn’t care how busy you are

And will not make exceptions for you.

Now here you are crying

Because you’ve turned into an egg

Hopping along with nothing

But a single flamingo leg.

Well, no need for crocodile tears

Because lucky for you

I have a cure all potion for this

But you can’t take it till half past two.