Some people don't be halfing,
they be all out laughing.
Others standing around with a frown,
lips touching the ground.
Can't even muster a smile,
must less a good laugh for awhile.

What's so funny,
when anothers eyes are so runny?
Actually both were crying,
the one laughing was just happily defying.
He was in just as much pain,
as the person standing in the rain.

It's best to laugh at lifes stress,
instead of always crying with the mess.
Laughing is a form of release,
crying is a form of release.
Sometimes I should be crying,
but instead I learned to be laughing.
Laughing myself crazy,
until things become fuzzy and hazy.

Breaking the rules of suffering,
there's nothing in the rule book,
that says misery has to be all crying.
I laugh at my predicaments a lot,
especially when things get hot.

And things are hot right as I write,
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I've being over reacting in joy,
every since I was a little boy.
Accused of viewing everything as being funny,
when the day wasn't really sunny.
I believe in feeling good,
even when life tries to put me in an evil mood.
This is one reason I chose laughing,
and don't be halfing.

Cry hard,
laugh hard,
Work hard,
play hard.
Live hard,
don't die hard.

Choice!

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