Taxes Poem by Ray Hansell
Taxes
That time of year
Is finally here
The time of year
That people fear
Gather up
Your w-2's
It's the time
For you know who
Uncle Sam's hand is out
He wants his fair share
You know as well as I
It will not be fair
But people say
That's the price
That you pay
For a slice
A slice of the pie
To live here free
That's the cost
To you and me
1-25-18/RjH
Thursday, January 25, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: taxation
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