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If I were a wise old fool Or a duck out of luck Would I count my money by thimble or by a dumping truck I'm glad I have no such problems I broke the rules and bank I own a four cornered mansion On every street with steeply sloping banks I have no problems eating I mark every foodline on a map I own stock in Salvation Army I bought off this persuasive chap I worry not for tomorrow Today is good enough for me I've been told I have no future So say the fortune tellers that is all they see Oh well , oh whale , oh wail It doesn't matter me Time now for a free lunch Then in your alley I will surely go to ***
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Mar 2, 2022
Mar 2, 2022 at 7:30 PM UTC
If I were a Wise old fool
If I were a wise old fool Or a duck out of luck Would I count my money by thimble or by a dumping truck I'm glad I have no such problems I broke the rules and bank I own a four cornered mansion On every street with steeply sloping banks I have no problems eating I mark every foodline on a map I own stock in Salvation Army I bought off this persuasive chap I worry not for tomorrow Today is good enough for me I've been told I have no future So say the fortune tellers that is all they see Oh well , oh whale , oh wail It doesn't matter me Time now for a free lunch Then in your alley I will surely go to ***
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75/M/Birmingham , Alabama
Mar 2, 2022
Mar 2, 2022 at 7:30 PM UTC
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