Everybody's happy when you're not around.
They celebrate with many a sound.
Everybody's waiting for the day that you'll be gone;
Don't take long.
Everybody's merry when you're not okay;
They sing and dance and drink and play.
Everybody's waiting for the day you'll pass away,
But you stay to poison us another day.
Every one rejoices if your plans go wrong;
Every single poet writes a song.
It's a happy occasion when you run against a wall and you fall.
We love to see you when you squall.
We all hope to read your name in a gravestone.
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