Happy days,
Are all away,
Are all in gray,
Are all a shade,
A nuance made,
From black and white,
I tackle times,
With orange shapes.
Happy days,
Are all a way,
To lift your hope,
To live and cope,
To savor life,
When day and night,
Are all a waste,
Like holidays.
Happy days,
Happy times,
They define me,
They refine,
The hope I hold,
Inside my mind,
My memories,
That lend me peace.
Happy days,
Happy nights,
Happy for -
And after life,
Happy comes,
When there is sun,
Sometimes I run,
Mishaps away.
Happy days.
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