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its all in the mind fred, all in the mind.think well, be well.
i have an imaginary switch to my mind.two in fact.ones fer happy, ones fer sad.i have a tape over the sad switchnever use it.
i"m the guy who jumps outa bed, brews up fer self and the missus(still in her bunk)takes the lurcher on his run, comes back has brecky. now i am ready to make a buck, or be santa clause and make someone happy.aint life a bowl o cherries.have a great day fred, you to jacko. tell dolly she"s far to sensitivea. ride to the abbatoirs would soon straighten her mind set out.