My Happy Song Poem by Raj Arumugam

My Happy Song



I’d like a little rain
and for it to taste
like lemonade;
I’d like a little flower
outside my window
and for it to say:
Hey, gorgeous…



I’d like a million dollars
and all tax free
and always self-renewing
as I spend each billion;
I’d like to be more famous than Madonna
and for Madonna to beg me:
I’d like your children




I’d like work round me automated
and never going wrong
and always pleasant in my favor;
I’d like the Almighty Power
to say:
Master,
could I arrange things
so they please you?




I’d like the fields and oceans
and the mountains and hills
and all creatures and living beings
to be my loyal servants;
and as for anyone who says an unkind word about me,
I’d like them each to go crooked and humped
and thrust in the oven







Ah, as you can see,
my wants and happiness
are simple and pure, for
all I want is a little rain
and for it to taste
like lemonade;
I’d like a little flower
outside my window
and for it to say:
Hey, gorgeous…

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