The Glad Game

If you know what you're sad about What you're angry and mad about Be a bit of a gadabout Find something to be glad about You dwell on the minuses Complain about the Why-nesses Time to elevate, Your Highness Unclog your mental sinuses Enough of the gloom; enough of the doom Destroy them now: POW and KABOOM! No more assigning blame Just play the Glad Game Your eyebrows are fine And so are your knuckles Think about those two And burst out in chuckles No phlegm in your throat Or snot in your nose Make a wee bit of effort Wash the dirt from your toes You're not allergic to chocolate Or cookies, or candy and cake And when you eat pizza Your tummy doesn't ache No pimples on your face Or freckles on your butt If you're over nineteen You've outlived King Tut Once you open your mind And see what you've had You'll always be glad My dear friend and comrade!