Pickle Puss Planet

Pickle Puss Planet,

Where sour faces lie,

Far away and lonesome,

A speck up in our sky.

Grouchy, ugly photos,

End up in muddy soil.

Banished from a party,

For moments that they spoil.

What a gloomy atmosphere,

Smelly , creepy too.

If you frown too often,

That’s the place for you.

Pickle Puss Planet,

Can teleport you in.

So wipe off mean expressions ,

Let happy feelings win.

Pouts can make some trouble,

Share your friendly face.

Hate to have you vanish

Into outer space.

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