If you can't think of good thoughts
happy stuff, angel fluffy softness
like a tender baby duck,
then maybe
try to think of stuff that gives you
smiles for your teeth and wrinkles for your face
where sad and bad folks have no wrinkles so I can tell
that you're a happy dapper trapper with a sappy
strappy scrapper and we'll fight for good happy thoughts
when the depression really hits.
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