a big
happy
belly
Laugh
danced on
the streets
penniless
and broke
howled at
the moon
when I had
no food
and somehow
smiled
with
rotten
shoes
and somehow
sick as a dog
I've cackled
Joy is an
attitude
it can be
had in
the shittiest
of all our
predicaments
of misery
and all
our rubs
joy can
visit you
anywhere
on your
darkest
day
when you've
lost your
Way
and even
when you are
about to
die
and joy
might be
your last
visitor
on that
day
just before
you fall
off
the
Earth
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