Happiness
By Christopher Munroe
If you’re happy and you know it, weep some tears.
If you’re happy and you know it, shriek with fear.
If you’re happy and you know it, and you really want to show
it, if you’re happy and you know it, it ultimately doesn’t matter, nobody will
hear your screams, will ever find you down here, not ever. Not until my work is
finished.
Why are you crying? Are you not happy? Do you not know it?
My attempt at a children’s television program, I’ll be first
to admit, was ill-conceived, and it ultimately probably did deserve to be
cancelled.
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