Apr 15, 2004 20:22
In honor of the date:
There is a day once a year
That all Americans fear
And it's upon us once again.
Uncle Sam wants his money
You'd better hurry, Honey
To the post office down on Main.
The tax man descends
Do you owe him? Depends
How good is your CPA?
Each year with a smile
We pledge early to file
And then wait 'til the very last day.
How much did you make?
How much did they take?
Those pirates employed by the Feds.
Good luck getting it back
Are you smoking crack,
or taking too many meds?
Ah, the joy of tax season
When we all lose our reason
And into the madness sink.
Yes that day is here
Thank god it's but once a year
Now, what would you like to drink?
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