It's a gay
old world when you're gay
And a glad old world when you're glad;
But
whether you play
Or
go toiling away
It's
a sad old world when you're sad.
It's a
grand old world if you're great
And a mean
old world if you're small;
It's
a world full of hate
For
the foolish who prate
Of
the uselessness of it all.
It's a
beautiful world to see
Or it's
dismal in every zone.
The
thing it must be
In
its gloom or its glee
Depends on
yourself alone.
Anon.
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