When Zoe ate her birthday cake

she threw icing on the wall

And they sent her to her room

no more birthdays 'til next June

But don't they know it's lovely though

to watch the icing falll?

And to see the tracks it makes

sticky streams of chocolate cake

But wasn't it her brother Joe

who egged her on the throw?

"Be like that famous pitcher

in that late night picture show, picture show."

As Zoe cried herself to sleep

she vowed to show them all

"You will see that I am great

'specially now that I am eight."