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Retirement and the remote control, This sounds like a whinge in an ode, Retired men and remote controls, Includes, "Who gave old men phones?" Is this what 'golden years' meant? Defensible violence to retired men? You'll be getting good manners for tea, And not much more from me! Don't you go T-Rex on me! I want a turn on that remote control, please, You've turned into a sook and a toad, My 'golden years' whinge in an ode.
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Nov 17, 2015
Nov 17, 2015 at 9:42 PM UTC
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Retirement and the remote control, This sounds like a whinge in an ode, Retired men and remote controls, Includes, "Who gave old men phones?" Is this what 'golden years' meant? Defensible violence to retired men? You'll be getting good manners for tea, And not much more from me! Don't you go T-Rex on me! I want a turn on that remote control, please, You've turned into a sook and a toad, My 'golden years' whinge in an ode.
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Nov 17, 2015
Nov 17, 2015 at 9:42 PM UTC
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