The Whirligig of Monotony
He who dies with most the toys is, nonetheless, still dead.
I'm retired, where do I go for a loan?
Scares me shitless, that's all I know. And the poem.
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I'm retired, where do I go for a loan?
Scares me shitless, that's all I know. And the poem.
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