SCHINDLER SEZ
It’s hard to have a sunny disposition on a rainy day.
Death & Taxes
Tax his cow, tax his goat,
Tax his pants, tax his coat,
Tax his crops, tax his work,
Tax his ties, and tax his shirt.
Tax his tractor, tax his mule,
Teach him taxes are the rule.
Tax his oil, tax his gas,
Tax his income, tax his cash.
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 him to his doom.
And when he’s gone, he can’t relax,
He still must pay inheritance Tax!
Anonymous
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