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Buyer Syndrome

The annual Christmas Bazaar is tomorrow In a country village not far from my home, Joy and glee casting out all seasonal sorrow The annual Christmas Bazaar is tomorrow, Quickly to the bank some cash, I’ll borrow A few days later to feel a tinge of sorrow My budget stretched by buyer syndrome, The annual Christmas Bazaar is tomorrow In a country village not far from my home. written December 10, 2021

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Date: 12/12/2021 5:02:00 PM
Nice triolet. I wonder if you are going to attend or if this is prepandemic.
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L Milton Hankins
Date: 12/12/2021 5:24:00 PM
Oh, I'm going to attend. I've had four shots, so I should be protected, although I will wear my mask most of the time.
Date: 12/11/2021 4:29:00 PM
At least, when you run out of cash, that's it. With the elastic plastic, there's almost no limit these days...
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Date: 12/11/2021 6:28:00 PM
Ah, which is why I went by the ATM and took cash with me... so I could monitor my spending.

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