Beeeee Happy .
Pour me a large cup of sunshine .
Draw me a nice warm smile .
I'm asking you please
No talk of disease
As I breathe in good health for awhile.
Park up all trouble and problems ;
Make an effort ; and give it a try.
Life can be a witch,
While the rich still get rich ;
I know treasures their money can't buy .
Sing me a song of contentment .
Sweet lyrics that flow with great ease .
So please don't complain
With some sad-ass refrain
That drags happiness down to its knees .
NOW....pour me that large cup of sunshine ,
And smile.... it just might make my day.
'Cause right now I choose
To ignore all bad news .
You know something...I might keep it that way .
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