Moody Days: An Octave

One day is up, and another day down,
Sometimes I want to run around town,
Other times I’d just as well drown;
One day is lazy, another day hazy,
And sometimes I feel like I’m crazy,
And sometimes I just wanna frown;
But one day I’ll wear my shiny crown
At no price, and won’t that be nice!

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