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hello my pal! my friend! my guy! lets gather round’ the camp for tea i’ll sing to you my dearest song if you’ll sit with me for the long i often don’t see much of you or any now since i’ve been blue. the days are running rather thin i wonder how this could have been. before i start my silly tune i must profess a word to you or several words, i realize now i hate my job i often frown. but do not fret for its a job where money is made yet not for long i’ll quit this job i’ll quit it now i’ll quit tomorrow how does that sound? or might i live in misery with i, with you, this cup of tea! if this is misery, then please forgive me but i don’t see this all seems fairly nice to me, this all seems fairly nice to me.
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Sep 23, 2024
Sep 23, 2024 at 9:50 PM UTC
i hate my job
hello my pal! my friend! my guy! lets gather round’ the camp for tea i’ll sing to you my dearest song if you’ll sit with me for the long i often don’t see much of you or any now since i’ve been blue. the days are running rather thin i wonder how this could have been. before i start my silly tune i must profess a word to you or several words, i realize now i hate my job i often frown. but do not fret for its a job where money is made yet not for long i’ll quit this job i’ll quit it now i’ll quit tomorrow how does that sound? or might i live in misery with i, with you, this cup of tea! if this is misery, then please forgive me but i don’t see this all seems fairly nice to me, this all seems fairly nice to me.
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21/M/philly
Sep 23, 2024
Sep 23, 2024 at 9:50 PM UTC
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