Get Glad

Poem By Smith Graham

No one knows where to go
No one knows what to say
They sit at home and think
About what they might do one day

No one thinks about today
Of the here and the now
They ponder to themselves
Why they sit at home and watch 'Kung Pow'

I say, throw your hands in the air
And do a little dance
It’ll make you feel better
If you loosen up those pants

Carpedium, Carpedium!
Seize the day, everyone!
Today may be your last
So just relax and have some fun

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