A happy poem!

This is a happy poem
You may not believe it,but it is
It is filled with sunshine and laughter
And not death and disease.

This is a very happy poem
Because the bunnies are jumping around
They are eating grass and clovers
And not lying dead on the ground.

This is a really happy poem
If it gets any happier I’ll probably die
I will tell the happy people to kiss my ass
And this is not a lie.