A proven method truly tried,
began right here when you relied
on me, you see, to "bring the glee".
Formally formed, this poet tree
is festooned for a late December,
and filled forthwith; a gleeful timbre
grows, and shows new foliage.
(No substitute for true knowledge,
yet still, it helps us pass the times
that pass us by in simple rhymes.)
I wrote this knowing just how sad
people can get when they've been had,
and had you've been, are being now.
Thus far, this verse has not shown how
the premise posted has been proved
unless you've listened. Words have moved,
to form their function, thus uplifting
attitudes, paradigm shifting
gears through fear. For those perplexed,
a link to where you might look next:
http://www.palletmastersworkshop.com/happy.html
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