Mr Sad . . .

I’m Mr Sad.

I’m Mr Sad who lives in an upturned smile.

I’m the Mr Sad who eats tear soup.

When playing Monopoly I only ever buy the waterworks.

I’m that Mr Sad.


I’m not Mr Sad. In fact I’m quite the opposite cause of an amazing night of brain tickery . . . You’ll see.

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