As in the song by Perry Como, It’s just impossible. One just is not allowed to live the kind of life I would want to live, unless you are wealthy of course, and if you are wealthy you wouldn’t want to live the kind of life I would want to live. It’s a funny old world isn’t it?
IDEAL LIFE.
An ideal life, no trouble and strife, but I’d probably keep the same little wife
No money no stress, no postal address, make use of the barter system
No tax, no insurance, no need for endurance, no tech, just a simple life
If only, if only, this was my life, of depression I’d exhibit no symptom.
All words Meadowhead Bard.

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