Friendly AdviceA Poem by DiscobabbaWe thought of ourselves as creation's bright crown but we're up on a ledge and we won't be talked down so it's come the time when the thoughts of a man had better concern his retirement plan so count up the meals to your final hour and the clothing you'll need in the woods with no power and also some guns and a whetstone and knife and ten shells a day for the rest of your life. If you don't have the money don't just haw and hem; hook your pickup and chain to the bank's ATM and pack up the money and take it someplace where tasty canned food can be bought by the case, then head to the woods and dig like a mole and pack off the dirt so they can't find your hole and hide all your brand new possessions within and go back to working and try not to grin.
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