We’re happy little Happy Clubbers Happy as can be We keep our clubmates happy By denying you entry
For you will never get our vote No battle shall you win Unless you learn to toe the line And keep your output asinine For all your thoughts are full of sin
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In Happy Club we have a rule that Only smiles are worn For it’s against our rules to be Disgruntled or forlorn
Of unicorns and rainbows we can Speak the whole day long While butterflies and pussycats Will always trump your pointless facts So take a pill and join the throng
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The gatekeepers of Happy Club are All here to ensure Our club remains a holy place A sanctuary pure
Your spelling fetish is a curse And why, on meter, dwell? Because your grammar counts for nought So you can rhyme? We won’t be bought! We'll see you on your way to hell!
