Tax poem

[madiaz]

This is taken from The Blum's farmers almanac. it was originally published in the 1960 almanac and i think it's fitting given the recent events with Tobacco.

The Tax Collectors Dream

Tax his cow
Tax his goat
Tax his pants
Tax his coat

Tax his crop
Tax his work
Tax his ties
Tax his shirt

Tax his chew
Tax his smoke
Teach him taxes
Ain't no joke

Tax his car
Tax his ass
Tax his roads
He must pass

Tax his land
Tax his wage
Tax the bed
In which he lays

Tax his tractor
Tax his mule
Teach him taxes
Is the rule

Tax his tobacco
Tax his drink
Tax him if he
Tries to think

Tax his booze
Tax his beers
If he cries
Tax his tears

Tax his oil
Tax his gas
Tax his notes
Tax his cash

Tax him good and
let him know
That after taxes
He has no dough

If he hollers
Tax him more
Tax him til
He's good and sore

Tax his coffin
Tax his grave
Tax the sod
In which he lays

Put these words
Upon his tomb:
Taxes drove me
To my doom

And when he's gone
We won't relax
We'll still be after
Inheritance tax.



best regards,
m.a.d

 

[Clint]

I like the line "Tax his ass" and how today's standards give it a whole new meaning

 

[orangedog]

how did Metallica put it? sad but true...

 

[Cigar Cowboy]

That is great!

I like this one too

I do not like this Uncle Sam
I do not like his health care scam
I do not like those dirty crooks or
how they lie and cook the books
I do not like when congress steals
I do not like their secret deals
I do not like this drilling ban
I do not like this "yes we can"
I do not like this spending spree
I'm smart I know that nothing's free
I do not like their smug replies
when I complain about their lies
I do not like this kind of "hope"
I do not like it Nope Nope Nope

 

[madiaz]

I like that too Cigar Cowboy.

It has a nice Dr. Seussian ring to it.

I do like the Tax his Ass line as well, and yes it is a bit depressing

best regards,

m.a.d.