Sad Day


Sad, sad, day
Just when it seems,
That life joyfully gleams.
Sad, sad, day
Is brought our way,

Sad day, Go away
Go away, sad day,
Little Johnny wants to play
So, sad day, just hide behind the sun,
Little Johnny wants to be happy and have some fun.

Sad, sad day
This sorrow is just nature’s way,
Showing something isn’t right,
It does no good to try and fight.
the sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, day
But we can wish that it will go away,
And it will, someday, someday, someday, someday, someday, someday, someday.
Whether it be, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday or Sunday,
The sad day shall disappear like a magician’s assistant,
If only our search for happiness is ever so persistent.

Chad Fisher.



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