No, no. It's a visited planets' atmosphere quite healthy. Similar to Earth, before the invention of the motorcar
No, no. It's a visited planets' atmosphere quite healthy. Similar to Earth, before the invention of the motorcar
The rich man has his motorcar, His country and his town estate, He smokes a fifty-cent cigar And jeers at Fate. He frivols through the livelong day, He knows not Poverty, her pinch. His lot seems light, his heart seems gay He has a cinch. Yet though my lamp burns low and dim, Though I must slave for livelihood Think you that I would change with him You bet I would.
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