I'm sixty today so no compulsion to look for work anymore and no threat of
losing benefits - so even though all that 'sponger' rubbish was false, it's
too late to moan now anyway, innit?!!!!

And the lump (ouch!) sum from my Civil Service pension arrived in my bank
account last night dead on time as well.

Happy birfday too meeee.
I'm all happy you seeeee!
No more getting up in the morning -
No more damnéd commuting -
No more maniac bosses -
No more noisy workplaces -
No more damned harmful solvents!**
No more damned signing on!
All those damned days are gohh-on!
Twice the Dole dosh to live on,
Bus and Tube pass to travel on,
The business suit's gone in the bin!
Cash to buy a new raiment -
A nice Harris Tweed jacket!
A winter fuel payment
That's why I'm so happy -
Happy birfday too meeee!!

(**1.1.1. Trichlorethane. Used to clean surplus adhesive off Piezo crystals
with it)