Flowers and Sunshine, people. Flowers and Sunshine.

Oh happiness and joy! 
We're having so much fun!
Everyone is cheery
In Apartment Twenty-One.

The universe may hate us
But we all wear a grin.
There's nothing that can dampen
The joyful mood we're in!

One's life's in a spiral,
And going up and down.
She's duct taped to a roller coaster,
Scraping on the ground.

One gets to be a mommy
To children not a few.
Preschool, roommates, girls at church -
Sometimes she needs one too.

One could use a time machine,
Or maybe just a nap.
Or how 'bout a chance to write
A poem that doesn't rhyme.

One has so much she can say
And needs a listening ear.
But our own problems own our lives,
So no one's there to hear.

One is really very sweet,
And checks on how we're doing.
But we all know beneath that smile
Assassination plots are brewing.

One is very lucky
For she has friends galore.
The radiance we emanate
Just chased her out the door.

And so you see the rainbows
Are glowing all around!
The daffodils are singing!
We never wear a frown!

Oh Joy! Yipee! This place we're in's
A friggin happy trap.
But just for now, the way things are,
We all just feel like....

CAKE!


:o)