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Happy along the road
I find a lovely toad
Hopping along merrily
Without a thing to carry.
His back as curved as a humped back whale
And his toes of webs and bones
But he's hopping along merrily
Without a thing to carry.
His tongue as long as a fishing pole
As he catches his latest kill
but he's hopping along merrily
Without a thing to carry.
His house is but a covered rock
And his porch a lily pad
But he's hopping along merrily
Without a thing to carry.
His darling wife and children
Are too sure of daddy's love
And they too hop along merrily
Without a thing to carry.
Oh to be as a happy toad
And live from day to day
Hopping along merrily
Without a thing to carry.
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Author Notes
We all live different lives. We have the choice to make the best of what we have and be happy or to wake up each day and dread living. The key to being happy is to love the little things you do have and be happy as you live each day. Those around you will follow in your happiness.
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