Chant

Plant a plant

Chant a plant

And watch it happily grow.

Grow,

Glow,

ROAR your chant

And walk with happiness

With happiness

With happiness.

Kissing without a chant

Is Death.

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A man stands on the street corner.

“For $5 you can grow your happiness!” He laughs a toothless laugh.

“Eat this plant and grow to your highest height,” a magician says to a group of 10 year olds.

“Don’t rant,” a drugged out hippie says to another hippie at a festival. “Chant!” He laughs, swaying his arms back and forth in the air.

“You’re my happiness,” the 90 year old says to the plant next to her bed. And she kisses it with life.