The following popped into my head on this restless night. It may have something to do with my recent musings on consumerism. I hope it doesn't sound preachy. Please enjoy.
Run it up to 90, head for the border.
Your need for greed is a social disorder.
Make lots of money, obtain all you can.
Advertising tells you what it means to be a man.
In the end you'll have lost.
You'll have a lot of goods but oh what is the cost???
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Wednesday, April 27, 2011
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