your happiness
bothers me. it's
very annoying
how you bounce
around in your
happy feet, with
your happy smile,
and cupcake treats
with frosting
and sprinkles,
right out of
the oven of your
happy kitchen
and happy home.
i'd like to move
in if you have
enough room and
don't mind a little,
just once in awhile
doom and gloom.
think hard about
it. maybe then, i
can be happy too.
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