The dog Happiness
is always looking
for a big fat bone
and if it is too small
he just leaves it all alone
but doesn't realise
until that big surprise
too skinny to surmise
or fill a happy belly
so now he's left with crumbs
and begging from the dumb,
fools who have no idea
of once how happy Happy
was….. yet now assumed reality! M
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