To: Sub-Driver
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 taxing is no joke.
Tax his tractor, Tax his mule;
Tell him, Taxing is the rule.
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, Tzx him more;
Tax him till he's good and sore.
Tax is coffin, Tax his grave,
Tax his sod in which he's laid.
Put these words upon his tomb,
"Taxes drove him to his doom."
After he's gone, we won't relax.
We'll still collect inheritance tax.
3 posted on
11/29/2002 11:10:39 AM PST by
mc5cents
To: mc5cents
Is that an original? I like it.
18 posted on
11/29/2002 1:33:39 PM PST by
Skooz
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