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Despre Boierism: manifest si razie
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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2006-01-22 | | That day my car was broke so I bought a bus ticket To go to work. There I bought a cup of coffee To bitter my tongue in A most pleasurable way. After that I went inside my cubical And bought shares at a company Off the Internet. That would sure bring me profit Or so I’ve been told. At lunch I had lunch And bought it myself for Myself. After work I bought flowers For my wife and toys For my children, Oh, and on the way I’ve also bought another cup Of coffee, for myself. At home me, my wife and My credit card have decided On a new mortgage deal For ourselves. That day my car had been long since fixed and I went to work, but first I bought some gas At the station, and while there I also got myself some coffee For the road. At work I got paid and went Inside my cubical I sold some shares Off the Internet. These have sure brought me profit Just like I’ve been told At lunch I had lunch and Bought it myself for Myself. After work I passed By the jewler’s and bought A necklace for my wife and bracelets For my children. At home I ordered pizza For myself and cream puffs For my children But first I drank some coffee I’d bought Last week. …………. My children have bought A wheelchair for me And coffee for themselves. I gave them all my credit cards Long time ago. After work they come and Visit me, they buy me Flowers and cream puffs They’ve also paid for They’re mother’s coffin And the funeral expenses. Paid by my insurance My doctor’s opinion. Is that I should Rest my eyes and try To keep them closed As long as possible To get used to not Having them anymore. Other than that There is no other solution I have no more hair And no more cells To pay with. I remember all the times I went to work And paid a lot Of money on gas And on coffee I also paid a large amount On shares and stocks And even got profit but Also I had a lot Of mortgage to cover But I eventually I managed to pay it it all off Right before my wife died Oh, I forget I’d been paying for Her flowers right Up until the funeral bouquet. For a while now I’ve stopped buying things And I’m sitting in the chair my Children bought for me, Keeping my eyes closed For as long as possible
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