Someone shared with me that in their own words “I hate happy fuckers” unfortunately I think that was a comment directed toward my current demeaner, but that got me thinking, I actually don’t care what anyone else thinks, I’m a “Happy Fucker” and I’ll own it and share it, “If I’m wearing it, then I’m sharing it” so watch out grumpy world.

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A friend, with a frown and a grumbling tone,
Declared, "Happy F*ckers, I wish they'd all flown!
Their joy's a disease, it infects the whole place,
Must they skip down life with a perpetual grin on their face?"

Now, my sunny disposition, on a face where it sits,
A grin stretched so wide, it practically did the splits!
"Did that barb find its mark, my disgruntled chum?
'Cause this Happy F*cker will proudly hum!"

For happiness, friend, is a garment I wear,
A bright, shining beacon, dispelling all care.
So if positivity offends your glum soul,
Well, grumpy world, buckle up, 'cause happy's my role!

I'll whistle and sing, I'll skip with a hop,
Sharing my sunshine, won't let you all stop
My infectious good mood, a virus, you see,
Of laughter and light, the best kind to be!

So here's to the Happy F*ckers, a joyful brigade,
Spreading cheer like confetti, a sunshine parade.
If it bothers you some, well, that's rather a shame,
'Cause happy's contagious, and you might just be next, claimed!