Happiness: The Cure

We humans can only take only so many zippety doo dah days before we have the need to feel bad again and restore harmony to the universe. If you had been feeling far too good for far too long, why not come back down to earth by singing this little song.

My Least Favorite Things

(With apologies to Oscar Hammerstein II)

Bird poop on roses and mangy bald kittens

Aluminum kettles and moth eaten mittens

Brown paper packages with volatile things

That explode when I pull on the wrapping strings

Losing race ponies that shoot my caboodle

Door bell at midnight by neighbor with poodle

Vampire bats with the moon on their wings 

These are a few of my least favorite things

Boys in white dresses with blue satin sashes

Snowflakes that stay on the road and cause crashes

Silver white winters that won’t melt in Spring

These are a few of my least favorite things

When the day’s bright

When my heart sings

When I'm feeling glad

I simply remember my least favorite things

And then I start feeling bad.