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I am waiting for my case to come up
and I am waiting
for a rebirth of wonder
and I am waiting
Guid-Mornin' to our Majesty!
May Heaven augment your blisses
On ev'ry new birth-day ye see,
A humble poet wishes.
a woman, a
tire that’s flat, a
desire: fears in front of you,
the vultures at the zoo
(all three of them)
sit very quietly in their
With pomp and style we are entering a new era
We have pimped our vehicles
We have painted the vehicles- attractive
We have sewn the campaign regalia
This is now--this was erst,
Proposition the first--and Problem the first.
On a given finite Line
We talk of taxes, and I call you friend;
Well, such you are,—but well enough we know
How thick about us root, how rankly grow
Those subtle weeds no man has need to tend,
Said Cotton to Corn, t'other day,
As they met and exchang'd salute-
(Squire Corn in his carriage so gay,
Poor Cotton, half famish'd on foot) :
Well I've been spendin' my life lookin' for a shoulder
To rest my head when the nights get colder
I scarce believe my love to be so pure
As I had thought it was,
Because it doth endure
Vicissitude, and season, as the grass ;
Fellow men! why should the lords try to despise
And prohibit women from having the benefit of the parliamentary Franchise?
When they pay the same taxes as you and me,
I consider they ought to have the same liberty.
The twentieth century has often fooled us.
We've been squeezed in by falsehood as by taxes.
The breath of life has denuded our ideas
as quickly as it strips a dandelion.
THE chiefs were set; the soldiers crown'd the
To these the master of the seven-fold shield
Upstarted fierce: and kindled with disdain.
To India! Yea, here I may take ship;
From here the courses go over the seas,
Along which the intent prows wonderfully
Nose like lean hounds, and tack their journeys out,
The town was taken--whether he might yield
Himself or bastion, little matter'd now:
His stubborn valour was no future shield.
Ismail's no more! The Crescent's silver bow
Hist, but a word, fair and soft!
Forth and be judged, Master Hugues!
Answer the question I've put you so oft:
What do you mean by your mountainous fugues?<*1>
See, we're alone in the loft,---
I'll sing you a new ballad, and I'll warrant it first-rate,
Of the days of that old gentleman who had that old estate;
In America they now say
The richer you are the less taxes you pay,
The politicians are always on the wealthy side
When they have taxable income to hide.
Labour adding fertilizer taxes emissions taxes hitting farmers
repeatedly with shifty legislation turning farms into carbon
credit pine plantations achieving over 20% kiwi food inflation
All say without sex life is boring,
but nobody says without Tax life is even more abhorring,
to pay more tax you need to do hard labour,
just like trying to catch fish without any bait.
In the realm of taxes, let us explore,
The burdens we bear, the costs we endure.
From the youngest to the oldest, all are entwined,
Indirect taxes touch each life, intertwined.
The lady in red
Ah, Cristiana, so tall an elegant you are
Your dress richly red cost more than a pensioner's yearly pay
I GOT THIS LETTER
I got this letter in the post,
The kind we fear and dread the most.
They scream, "No Tax Help For The Poor"
Don't give them our tax dollars any more,
We the taxpayers need it more than they do
For a large refund we taxpayers are long overdue.
I don't mind paying taxes when the poor cannot
Them seeing or knowing me I have a lot,
So, I don't mind them paying less and I pay a bit more
And towards them there is no hatred and I am not sore.
And the taxes,
Where to go
Can you see it? The illusions and fake pretense that lies, just like they for see to you? Never will you know me, a shadow to all of this specific group, it's happening once again, same faces, just different names, they say it's never too late...why are we the people falling for it, why is greed killing leaders? When did ignorance kill, we the people? Always rich but never a poor, theories like a hurricane will always be here to spiral around, let it be written in the stars, the fault of this, is ours, no greats left? All those lies, for what? A life of that is the politics today, no nation of people, is it really a nation of laws? Society is failing, crimes happen more, young ones arrested more, where it the reform? These policies will only lead to death, such things are reactive, no proactive, governance has failed! taxes rise...depression.
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