Terry
Terry is just a name
(So are Bill, Ken and Jane)
Terry goes; enters in
Pen in hand, is signing
His name is registered with hour
He needs to calculate
He will count the hours
Transferred to dollars
He sends them for taxing
Volunteers'; tax return
This is how system works
Terry's aware and he knows
He throws one stone
Kills two birds with a note
Gets money of his tax
He is paid for his joys.
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