Bills! Bills!
They're here to stay.
And never seem
To go away.
Think you've got
The upper hand,
Then a bill comes
On demand.
Life would be
Much simpler though,
Without those awful bills
For sure.
But I guess
It's really true—
Those nagging bills
Will outlive you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ha-ha, sometimes I feel like a middle-man....getting money from my employer and writing sending it out to the bill collectors...! (and not being compensated for my job!)