Sad came into town,
he wanted to shoot Jolly down.
Jolly liked being happy,
but Sad wanted him dead crappy.
Jolly understood,
he was fighting for all that was good.

Sad Mack played dirty,
his whole game was dishonest flirty.
The buzzards were waiting for the thrill,
they didn't care who won the kill.
To them food was food,
dirty or clean it taste good.

Jolly and Sad faced off,
Sad tried to act like he had a cough.
He drew his big gun fast,
but Jolly beat him to the blast.
Sad shot the buzzard dead,
so now the filty bird won't get feed.
Jolly road off in style,
Sad could not kill his smile.
There the buzzard and Sad lay,
no longer able to mess up Jolly's day.

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