Music is "Be Happy"
:)  Simple Smile :)
 
She smiled at a sorrowful stranger.
The smile seemed to make him feel better.
He remembered past kindness' of a friend
and wrote him a thank-you letter.
The friend was so pleased with the thank-you
that he left a large tip after lunch.
The waitress, surprised by the size of the tip,
bet the whole thing on a hunch.
The next day she picked up her winnings,
and gave part to a man on the street.
The man on the street was grateful;
for two days he had nothing to eat.
After he finished his dinner,
he left for his small dingy room.
(He didn't know at that moment
that he might be facing his doom)
On the way he picked up a shivering puppy
and took him home to get warm.
The puppy was very grateful
to be in out of the storm.
That night the house caught on fire.
The puppy barked the alarm.
He barked 'til he woke the whole household
and saved everybody from harm.
One of the boys that he rescued
grew up to be president.
All this because of a simple smile
that didn't cost a cent.
 
:) I Sell Smiles :)
 
VICKI: An unhappy rich woman, sits impatiently on a bus stop bench.
 
MIKE: A homeless man, sits down next to her with a big smile on his face.
 
VICKI: What are you smiling for?
 
MIKE: It's what I do.
 
VICKI: I won't ask.
 
MIKE: I sell smiles for a living.
 
VICKI: I'm not interested.
 
MIKE: Here, have a free one - on me.
(He smiles at her)
 
VICKI: No thank you.
 
MIKE: Sorry, can't take it back.  You'll have to give it to someone else.
 
VICKI: What?
 
MIKE: The smile.  You'll have to give it away if you don't want it.  Or sell it if you like- apparently it hasn't been used much.
 
VICKI: What do you mean by that?
 
MIKE: You don't smile very often, do you?
 
VICKI: So what if I don't?
 
MIKE: Shouldn't waste your smile...there's plenty of people who could use one.
 
VICKI: Well they can have mine.
 
MIKE: Your what?
 
VICKI: My smile.
 
MIKE: I don't see one.
 
VICKI: I thought you just gave me one.
 
MIKE: I tried, but it didn't stick.  I think it bounced right off.
 
VICKI: Fine.  What's there to smile about anyway?
 
MIKE: Well-
 
VICKI: You don't have to answer that.
 
MIKE: There's lots of things to smile about.  It's a beautiful day outside; the busses are running on time-
 
VICKI: I don't want to hear about it.
 
MIKE: -and look at that flower over there, now that would make anybody smile.
 
VICKI: Would you leave me alone!
(a long moment of silence. Finally, she gives in)
 
VICKI: So what's the going rate on smiles these days?
 
MIKE: Pardon me?
 
VICKI: Your smiles...how much are they?
 
MIKE: Oh, they're very expensive.
 
VICKI: So's my taste.
 
MIKE: You probably couldn't afford me.
 
VICKI: Try me.
 
MIKE: I'm warning....it'll cost you.
 
VICKI: Yes, I know, HOW MUCH?
 
MIKE: One smile.
 
VICKI: One smile?
 
MIKE: That's how much they cost.
 
VICKI: What?
 
MIKE: The price for a smile is exactly one smile.  That's the going rate.
(She thinks about it)
 
VICKI: Alright(smiles) I'll take one.
 
MIKE: It was a pleasure doing business with you.(he leaves)
 
(Daisy, a teacher, sits down next to her)
DAISY:What's with the smile?
 
VICKI: I sell smiles for a living.
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