Only Good Things
Only good things ever happened to me
I boarded a train and wound up at the sea.
It's not where I really wanted to be
But only good things ever happened to me.
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So I took a walk down by the water,
And seeing a rowboat, immediately bought 'er.
I decided to take a trip out to sea,
For only good things ever happened to me.
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The water was calm and bluer than sky
With sweet gentle breezes floating on by
And never saw you a better sailor on the sea
Because only good things ever happened to me.
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Then one cloud gathered, followed by another,
And all of the light, it threatened to smother.
I looked all around, wonderin' "How can this be?"
For only good things ever happened to me.
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Waves rose and crashed down all around me,
And darkness descended down to surround me.
In my old rowboat, frightened, I stood,
Thinking only, "Uh-oh, this can't be good."
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A giant wave rose up from behind,
And, wishing I could put this day on rewind,
I threw my hands up as the wave descended.
So quickly, so cruelly, my life, it ended.
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Or so I thought 'til my consciousness mended.
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I awoke later, sore bruised and battered,
my rowboat gone, my clothes all a' tattered.
I pushed myself up, taking a look around me
And found myself on an island in the sea.
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I smiled, I grinned, I laughed, full of pleasure,
For obviously, this island was full of great treasure!
What other explanation could there be?
For only good things ever happened to me.
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I fought with a tiger, I wrestled a bear,
And it made me strong to get over there
To find the chest beneath a dead tree,
Proving that only good happened to me.
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I gathered my treasure, I built me a raft.
Against sea, wind, and storm, I valiantly laughed.
And, of course, my future was bright as could be
Since only good things ever happened to me.
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So next time you're tossed 'round the sea of life,
And you're thinking all you ever get is strife,
Remember this story 'bout little ol' me,
Aboard my old rowboat, across the sea,
And say it out loud so it will come to be
That only good things ever happen to me.
I don't usually rhyme, but this was a fun one! My grandpa used to say, "Only good things ever happened to me," all the time, so this poem is my dedication to him.
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