Relative Happiness
Now happy they are
They do not have a car.
Or they'd have the sorrow
the car was so narrow.
The car was so cheap
the color was so deep.
Model was so old
inside was not cold.
Now happy they are
they do not have a car.
Or they'd have it to say
their relatives and friend
they were going to buy
A car of new brand.
Now happy they are
they do not have a car.
They do not have the grief
that the car's so cheap
that the car's so narrow
that the car's not cold
that the car's so old.
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posted on 12-06-2008
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