Poetry

Happy Land There's lots and lots of people smiling all the time. The trees are made of chocolate, and rivers flow with wine. The sun is always shining but it never gets too hot, and everybody is content no matter what they've got. The days are made of golden skies, and silver fills each night. The birds and cats are best of friends and never ever fight. Here all the old are happy and never reminisce, and all the young exactly like the world just as it is. It's good to live in happy land, this summer paradise. A place of peace and harmony where everyone is nice. It's good to lie here in the gentle warmth of happy land. Where every person wins, and cares, and pain and hate are banned.

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