Happiness: The Concept Poem by The Mysterious M...

Happiness: The Concept



As I sit in the rivers of my mind,
I sift through the dirt for what i'm trying to find.
Ooh, a nugget of memory, let's take a look at that.
No, that's just a big blue baseball bat.
Yes, I found what I was looking for.
It is my friend and his dog sitting on the floor.
At first, his face looked long, and I asked what was wrong.
He then said, 'Nothing! ' and burst into spontaneous song.
Every time I picture that, happiness isn't far behind.
Because there is no other funnier moment than this kind!

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