I know a man name Happy
I know his Lil brother sad,
Sometimes I'm preplexed with them
for they sometimes twin then,
They're seen in every household
Not likely inside a mousehold;
I loved being visited by Happy more
But often by Sad,a friend he was for
They equally comes
But not for some
And you can't beg them to stay or go
For the King granted them so,
Sad greeted me frequently
And it was an invulnerable frustration;
Then I realized my peculiar rage
After Sad was sick, for I kept him in a cage
I dreaded his wrath
But he spoke no word,
Sad was as good as Happy
Without them I feel shabby,
I have a friend called Happy
I have a friend called Sad,
And so do you

© Daffodils