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Oh I am neither rich nor poor,
     No worker I dispoil;
Yet I am glad to be secure
     From servitude and toil.
For with my lifelong savings I
     Have bought annuity;
And so unto the day I die
     I'll have my toast and tea.
     
When on the hob the kettle sings
     I'll make an amber brew,
And crunch my toast and think of things
     I do not have to do.
In dressing-gown and deep arm-chair
     I'll give the fire a poke;
Then worlds away from cark and care
     I'll smoke and smoke and smoke.

For I believe the very best
     Of Being is the last;
And I will crown with silver zest
     My patience in the past.
Since compensation is the law
     Of life it's up to me
To round the century and draw
     My Life Annuity.

Added: 25 Mar 2002 | Last Read: 4 Dec 2008 8:41 PM | Viewed: 2267 times

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