Gloomia, A Tale of Happiness – Ana Bright

In a land called Gloomia there was plenty of sun
But still the people were very glum
For there were never any rainy days, not even one
Oh, how they wished the rain would come!

If they saw but one rain,
They would have been contented.
If they could have grown corn, or grain
Or flowers that were scented

One by one, they all moved away
So all of their crops had died
Since it is hard for people to stay
When all the spirit had died

But then, one child made a plan
(which wasn’t exactly a piece of cake)
Yet they tried; every woman and man
Split up to look for a lake

But though they searched hard and long
There wasn’t a lake to be found
They didn’t know what went wrong
Until they dug under the ground

Torrents of water gushed out
And flooded the dry, parched land!
They couldn’t have done it without
Each and every helping hand

Gloomia was gloomy no more
And so the mayor proclaimed
That it was finally time for
The town to be renamed!

The new name they decided upon
Was chosen by them all
Since the gloomy atmosphere was gone
They named it Cheer Falls!

So if you’re moaning, grieving, or feeling blue
Just drive past this place
When you see them doing what they do
It will put a smile on your face!

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