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In reply to the discussion: Weekend Economists Host a Moveable Feast October 10-12, 2014 [View all]rogerashton
(3,920 posts)We are off to the vet with our 14 year old kitty in a half-hour. Hope she comes back. The 17 year old is hanging in.
For the song whimsey -- sung to the tune of Amapola, the Pretty Little Poppy:
Paranioa!
Those funny little fears
have troubled me for years
and years
incessantly.
Paranoia!
I really don't enjoy ya.
You complicate my
daily life
incredibly.
I'm afraid of falling over!
On the street I run for cover!
And I never trust my lover --
though she treats me just fine.
And I know that people hate me,
and they constantly berate me,
laugh at me and always slight me
behind my back all the time.
Paranoia,
those funny little fears
have troubled me for years
and years
gone by.
Paranoia!
Paranoia!
How I fear that all my fears
are paranoid.