I've decided to write a letter to Our Dear Prime Minister every day until he either gives me a job or gives me Euthanasia. I'm sure John would probably prefer that he could give me the later by the time I've finished but there we have it.
Actually the job I want is to play the Harp and I want $1,000 a week to do so. As I have said you are worth ten of me but NOT 40. And what's more I'd like you to buy me the Harp so that I can remember you every time I touch it! I'll have to practise for a while but if I worked at it for a while I'm sure I would be able to provide background music for Parliament!
I've had a good day today so I don't need Euthanasia today but the time will come when I DO NEED it and I appeal to YOUR HUMANITY to set up such an enablement. PLEASE!
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