Happy pen
Is in the happy book
Happy face
Is a happy look
Happy gave
When grumpy took
Happy stood
When grumpy shook
Grumpy ate
What happy couldn’t cook
Grumpy saw
What happy overlooked
Deep in the void
And very nearly hooked
Grumpy survives
By not playing the book
So happy gives
When grumpy won’t take
Grumpy sometimes thinks
Happy is fake
Like raw cookie dough
Is better than the bake
I wouldn’t necessarily go
And make that same mistake
Happy is hard
And harder to do
When the world wants to implode
A titan submersible like you
And maybe happy
Is the colour blue
Of a wide open sky
AND a BB King tune
And maybe happy bites
What grumpy gets to chew
And grumpy gets to see
What only happy can do
So make more of team
And less of me vs you
The golden rule
Is not the hardest thing to do
Be happy whenever you can
Be grumpy when it suits
The golden rule
Will result in fruits
And golden bonds
Grow on golden roots
Under happy feet
In grumpy boots