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Nov 13, 2008
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population
As the population risesThere will be no big surprisesWe’ll start running out ofOil, land and food. I’ve no wish to be pedanticBut, both sides of the AtlanticAre getting far too crowded,It’s a fact So if every single NationCould reduce their populationWe could keep the planet, More or less Intact
I gave up smoking last week, but then I thought, “Hey’ I don’t want people calling me a quitter”
I gave up smoking last week, but then I thought, “Hey’ I don’t want people calling me a quitter”
— shazbat, Nov 13, 2008
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Barbara Writes
17 years 6 months ago
population
shazbat
17 years 6 months ago
Barbara,thanks for taking
Barbara Writes
17 years 6 months ago
population
Rett
17 years 6 months ago
John
Lonnie
17 years 6 months ago
Another Nice one, Shazbat!
infinite_dwarf
17 years 6 months ago
Shaz
shazbat
17 years 6 months ago
I know I’m exaggerating a
Rett
17 years 6 months ago
John I have to agree there
shazbat
17 years 6 months ago
Rett, you are lucky that you
Mark
17 years 6 months ago
I saw a movie once
shazbat
17 years 6 months ago
Perhaps we could start with
themoonman
17 years 6 months ago
Don't worry John...
shazbat
17 years 6 months ago
And it wouldn’t surprise