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Showing posts with label Poetry Finances. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry Finances. Show all posts

Friday, June 20, 2025

TO SURVIVE THE AI APOCALYPSE, YOU MUST GO SQUIRREL.

When AI takes over the entire, vast, financial world,
I will be alright, because of all the money that I've squirreled,
I've got a lot of money in the big bank,
Some in a bottle, in the septic tank,
There's money in my bunker;  upon that money, I'll be curled.