[Rhodes22-list] The Tax Poem

[michael meltzer]

The Tax Poem

 

Tax his land, 

Tax his bed, 

Tax the table 

At which he's fed. 

 

Tax his tractor, 

Tax his mule, 

Teach him taxes 

Are the rule. 

 

Tax his work, 

Tax his pay, 

He works for peanuts 

Anyway! 

 

Tax his cow, 

Tax his goat, 

Tax his pants, 

Tax his coat. 

 

Tax his ties, 

Tax his shirt, 

Tax his work, 

Tax his dirt. 

 

Tax his tobacco, 

Tax his drink, 

Tax him if he 

Tries to think. 

 

Tax his cigars, 

Tax his beers, 

If he cries 

Tax his tears. 

 

Tax his car, 

Tax his gas, 

Find other ways 

To tax his ass. 

 

Tax all he has 

Then let him know 

That you won't be done 

Till he has no dough. 

 

When he screams and hollers, 

Then tax him some more, 

Tax him till 

He's good and sore. 

 

Then tax his coffin, 

Tax his grave, 

Tax the sod in 

Which he's laid. 

 

Put these words 

Upon his tomb, 

"Taxes drove me to my doom..."

 

When he's gone, 

Do not relax, 

It's time to apply 

The inheritance tax.