Happiness lies
as the bullchit flies
Try keeping a
smiling face
a frown will soon
take its place
Happiness will be a
million miles away
hardly leaving any trace
And the small bits
left behind
will hardly comfort
the body and mind
must less replace
the bump and grind
If you happen to run
into some more joy
something or some fool
will try using you as their toy
Happiness will never
stop lying
because the bullchit
will never quit flying
Every now and then we
do get a break
which some don't have
sense enough to take
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