I am happy for all the things,
that I cannot name.

I am happy for all the things that
brought me so much pain.

I am happy for the tearful nights that I spent alone,
when you had laid beside me,
right here at home.

I am happy for my children
that drive me insane,
I am happy for being nothing more,
than a nut in a rubber plane.

I am happy for all the war, that's in the world,
confusing it may be
Yet Shamefully now, is a necessity.

I am happy for all the stray dogs and cats, that
I have been able to help thus far.
And this one bottle of cheap Champagne that has brought me to my car.

I am happy for the President that he gets this stance on life.
Yet is, idiotically insane, that we choose him to be our voice.

I am happy for my husband, who has left me time and time again,
Not knowing that all his escapades would turn
a Jerry Springer spread.

I am happy for my life, in which I have learned the most
That even if you suck
You're still able to boast.

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