i'm going to write a happy poem,
the happiest of the happiest of poems,
once people read, immediatly they would say either we are
merry or just all bloody bilssfuly happy, once the poem hits
the ground, the earth would announce the beginning of the
new era
the brighter sky would dance to the music of the white
clouds,
the rainbow would appear in cheer, and the sun would no
longer go anywhere she is clapping, as music is playing in
the clouds, and of course all the gods are too, maybe even
in waterloo, im so happy so happy happy happy, all the world
is praising my soul, for there is hope, all men can be so.
we are all happy, and all we want is this poem, the poem
that cures, all, for happiness is a drug for infected souls
and sadness does not exist, only in other poems. come my
friends of the world all of you singing birds, happy clowns,
tiny little children's laughter, and banter. let us all put
our little donation for this poem. cheerfulness laughter,
joy and happily cream cherrys of light. we are all pink,
reflected from our delighted souls. our blessed toes and
toads. oh the sheer bliss is here, better then all the jokes
together this is it, this is love, this is happiness only
from filling your heart with this poem. nothing else
matters, this poem has been brought to you by happiness,
happiness wants you, wants your smile to light up the
heavens and make all others happy, go and kiss all the
people in your path a kiss of joy, show them your happiness
for it is contagious and that is the best infection,  kiss,
and rejoice. you are ment to be this happy, you are ment to
give this infection to others, to give, and recieve, smile
my love, you cannot be unhappy that others dont have this
poem. show it to others so you could grant them the wish
they have never doubted, but be carefull for this is a hefty
dose dont give it to people with pace makers, or maybe just
a little , pace makers are allowed to be happy too.