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I'd love to be able to retire without Putin setting fire to the world and all we know from his bunker in Moscow not to hear the heavenly choir from a world left in a mier as climate change abounds our stupidity astounds and how can there be no work in the dark those millions lurk but with millions with no jobs and politicians with big gobs nobody's paying tax 'chance for pension's looking lax... but I'd love to be able to retire in a place - somewhere to aspire kids not armed with knives but with skills to build their lives so world wait 'til I retire with my wife; we'll never tire down in Cornwall having fun our life's labours having done and when our days run out we together at rest no doubt and with Putin awaiting his grave and the climate yet to save and politics still in a mess and "AI" our God: I guess and no jobs at all are left ...we won't feel bereft!
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Dec 10, 2025
Dec 10, 2025 at 8:48 AM UTC
I'd love to be able to retire
I'd love to be able to retire without Putin setting fire to the world and all we know from his bunker in Moscow not to hear the heavenly choir from a world left in a mier as climate change abounds our stupidity astounds and how can there be no work in the dark those millions lurk but with millions with no jobs and politicians with big gobs nobody's paying tax 'chance for pension's looking lax... but I'd love to be able to retire in a place - somewhere to aspire kids not armed with knives but with skills to build their lives so world wait 'til I retire with my wife; we'll never tire down in Cornwall having fun our life's labours having done and when our days run out we together at rest no doubt and with Putin awaiting his grave and the climate yet to save and politics still in a mess and "AI" our God: I guess and no jobs at all are left ...we won't feel bereft!
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Dec 10, 2025
Dec 10, 2025 at 8:48 AM UTC
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