Some days you just want to stay in your bed
it's dreary outside and the world seems bleak
you would close your eyes and lay down your head
and someone would wake you up in a week
Other days leave you just wanting to cry
you try to be strong, but find that you're not
you lie and say "there's something in my eye"
and choke like something in your throat is caught
But then there are days you can't help but smile
there's someone to laugh with and hold your hand
you wish that the day could last for a while
as you think to yourself "isn't life grand?"
As for today, I am happy to say
it was the wonderful third type of day
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