My true source of Joy
What makes me happy can be rather simple:
My car, my sister, not having a pimple.
But it can be more complicated than that.
Like seeing a friend and having a chat,
Or watching my favorite show,
Sometimes I don't really know.
When I play with my baby cousins I feel a sort of glee
That doesn't go away until they are away from me.
Watching movies starring my favorite actors
Runnig away from velociraptors,
Dressing up to have some fun,
Or laying around in the sun.
Like I said before, the causes of my happiness are simple.
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