she had cut his thumb off in the morning and that night she swept gaily into the room where he sat in a stupid daze of drugs and pain with his wrapped left hand held against his chest and she had a cake and she was bellowing `` happy birthday to you '' in her on-key but tuneless voice although it was not his birthday and there were candles all over the cake and sitting in the exact center pushed into the frosting like an extra big candle had been his thumb his gray dead thumb the nail slightly ragged because he sometimes chewed it when he was stuck for a word and she told him if you promise to be good paul you can have a piece of birthday cake but you wo n't have to eat any of the special candle so he promised to be good because he did n't want to be forced to eat any of the special candle but also because mostly because surely because annie was great annie was good let us thank her for our food including that we do n't have to eat girls just wan na have fun but something wicked this way comes please do n't make me eat my thumb annie the mom annie the goddess when annie 's around you better stay honest she knows when you 've been sleeping she knows when you 're awake she knows if you 've been bad or good so be good for goddess '' sake you better not cry you better not pout but most of all you better not scream do n't scream don t scream do n't scream do n't he had n't .