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So Ask Yourself … ,
Why am e(Y)e Happi (?) … ,
e(Y)e Rarely do , For it Seems Sometimes in Deep Lonli Hours of tha Frustration of Wishing tha Sun Would Ryse , , , There Seems Very Little to Be Happi About … ,
Than My Pup Starts Kicking Her Mini Lil Legs in Her Sleep , Off in tha Distance … ,
and tha Question is Answered … ,
but As Always , and e(Y)e Mean ALWAYS , (OR) So it Seems , tha Subject of Death Arrives as tha Night is Solid Black Emptiness , Slight Quiet of Discomfort , and a Sliding Branch of What May (OR) May Naught Lurk in tha Dark … ,
e(Y)e Tip Another Energy Drink and Wish e(Y)e Could Feel as e(Y)e Felt , Long Ago , Stoned and Falling Asleep as tha Music Carries Me Away … ,
So e(Y)e Look Back at tha Screen and Adjust my Position , and Grab Gracefully tha Monumental Moment of Innocence Kicking With Paws in Her Dreary Night of Wonder , as e(Y)e STILL Await for MORE . & MORE . & MORE Happiness … ,
N e thang e(Y)e Can Get ///\\ … ,
But as tha Sun Rises and e(Y)e Grab My Guitar , , ,
e(Y)e Leave it All Behind … ,
Altho My Pup Pretty Much Jumps Up and Follows Me into tha Garage … ,
More Happiness , , ,
As Always … ,
So e(Y)e’ll Conclude thus Reading With , My PUP (!!!) , She Makes Me Happi … … … ,
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So … ,
Dear Reader ,
What Makes You Happi (???)