I got the blue's from my head to my shoes
Cause the tax man cometh,
I had a year oh boy what a year
But the tax man taketh,
I worked and slaved every gosh darn day
But I didn't saveth,
I didn't splurge but oh what an urge
But now I'm gonna payeth,
Now the kitty's gone dry oh so darn dry
But that dosn't cutteth,
Cause uncle sam that big fat o'l man
Boy does he sucketh,
Now's my concern, just what did I earn
As I go in debeth,
Cause life's uselessly spent paying this uncle's rent
But he's got my backeth,
Cause he knows whats right so why all the spite
We are the meeketh,
Now over the span there's always a plan
As we pay the tabeth,
But is this all fair, will I get my share
Of the big bank rolleth,
Or will they say when I'm old and grey
Your late for the party!!!
H.J.Cruz
1/07
Eileen
This write was AWESOME and Wickedly felt!
WArmly, WArrior Sheee
Sandie May Angel :o)
but know it really ain't funny
know this feeling it come in one hand and goes out the other
love this time of year;)
Ted
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
Great write my friend.
Georg
xo Taylor
We're in it together CJ.
Love,
Susan
Keep consciously living each moment ... and you'll arrive at the party in your created time.
It's necessary to question how we live, And vital to be gentle with ourselves ... humorous if poss~which you well!
Thanks for sharing :-D