There is no known formula for happiness Though so many have tried to attain it So much so it has driven some to madness It is not enough to be funny or full of wit I once knew a man who got to this level He was so happy nothing could ever make him sad Many people decided he was simply the devil The rest of us who knew him, just thought him mad Oliver was his name that crazy man I once saw him laughing when I took a walk I froze wide-eyed when he smiled at me and I ran For Oliver was known to laugh, chase and stalk So is this the price to pay to be happy For no one wanted to be like dear old Oliver No one wanted to be thought of as crazy or creepy Now when I think of such happiness all I can do is quiver