Late Night Taxes! Poem by Michael Gale

After filling out my yearly taxes, I
completed and sent the over-due Faxes! As the
figures were jotted down on the paper, The
IRS was'nt a friend or a neighbor.Like
Christmas, April 15th only comes once year,
We all wait till it's almost near! As some
rush to the mail-boxes with taxes in hand, My
feet in slow motion, feeling like they are in
sand! Some look at their watches when the
time is near, I should not have stayed at the
bar and had that last beer!


2006 Michael Jeffrey Gale