Happier than Pharrell singing the, “Happy” song,
Happier than us all getting along,
Happier than two baby birds feeding,
Better than all of us needing,
In this happy place I shall stay,
I need not let this feeling fade away,
I hope that the happiness we will all share,
Because we really and truly care.
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Kristen Ulrich
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