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OK Google, Reduce Sound By 10%

OK Google, Reduce Sound By 10%

Imagine that we could modulate our life by 10%,
improve all our health, remove diabetes type 2,
remove osteoarthritis from our joints, both knees,
save our teeth, no bridges or plates, pretty please.

Now I can hear you, otherwise pretence can be tough,
a deaf friend of mine said: advantages, I can turn you off!
How about expectations - we could reduce those too,
although it's strange - without them, you wouldn't be you!

They say the main problem of divorce is money and sex,
so we'll give you a 10% rise which could be suitable for both;
you'd like another bedroom, maybe it could be put to more use,
drop some weight, those clothes may look better hanging loose.

That Google lady can be bolshy, doesn't always understand,
I ask for a discount but she just gives me the wrong band.

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Jim "The Lad" ....

I try to stay away from google! cool write Terry!...........................................Jim

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Terry Reeves

Hi Jim,
Thanks so much,
love,
Terry 
xoxo :)

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Being Me

If you ask Google silly things, like me (the answers can be hilarious) the world would be a very interesting and chaotic place x

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Terry Reeves

Hi Tina,
You're right!
Thanks so much,
love, 
Trry.
xoxo :)

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