Sunday, February 15, 2009
65
Retiring at 65?
Man, you're full of deepest jive!
Pension plans are down the tubes;
wrecked by greedy Wall Street boobs.
How about at 66?
Brother, you're still taking licks.
House won't sell and car won't start;
you're a pauperized old fart.
Any chance at 68?
Only if your wealth is great.
Otherwise, don't stop to whine;
head back to the old salt mine.
Probably at 69?
Not with prices out of line.
If you want three squares a day
keep on working, start to pray.
Certainly at 82?
Hey there, Jackson, who told you?
No one cares how you might feel,
keep your shoulder to the wheel!
Giving up at 93?
Now you think your lunch is free!
All your debts still grow for sure.
Six feet under is the cure.
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