Tax Time Poem by AHO Speaks

Tax Time



The IRS takes my money as tho I never gave
Their correspondence with cold impunity to raise from the grave
They go to detailed verbosity so as not to entrap
After reading the last sentence, I feel like a sap.

I never signed an authorization form to give my money
Yet when I owe; they come after me like bees to honey
Even when they are three years behind and I did wait
Along comes a thirty day notice with a penalty; because they are late.

They are the most impersonal cold, unforgiving agency I know
What they reap is some one else's dough
Who audits the auditors and when
How many receive the 30 day notice with penalty and is it from a friend?

They certainly are 'internal' for none else can get in
They treat their debtors as tho they committed a sin.
Revenue agens who lie in wait
My tax form was on time so why should I pay because they are late?

Service is usually done because one is called to it
People in this agency just lie in wait and send notices as a fearful fit
I would certainly vote this agency out as one of he worst
If nothing else they are a three year curse..

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