The TAX Poem

At first I thought this was funny...then I realized the awful truth of it.

Be sure to read all the way to the end!

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 til

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,
Its time to apply
The inheritance tax.

Accounts Receivable Tax
Airline surcharge tax
Airline Fuel Tax
Airport Maintenance Tax

Building Permit Tax
Cigarette Tax
Corporate Income Tax
Death Tax
Dog License Tax
Drivng Permit Tax
Excise Taxes
Federal Income Tax
Federal Unemployment (UI)
Fishing License Tax

Food License Tax
Petrol Tax ( too much per litre)
Gross Receipts Tax
Health Tax
Hunting License Tax
Hydro Tax
Inheritance Tax
Interest Tax
Liquor Tax
Luxury Taxes
Marriage License Tax

Medicare Tax
Mortgage Tax
Personal Income Tax
Property Tax
Poverty Tax
Prescription Drug Tax
Property Tax
Provincial Income Tax
Real Estate Tax
Recreational Vehicle Tax
Retail Sales Tax

Service Charge Tax
School Tax
Telephone Tax
Telephone, Provincial and Local Surcharge Taxes
Telephone Minimum Usage Surcharge Tax
Vehicle License Registration Tax
Vehicle Sales Tax
Water Tax

Watercraft Registration Tax
Well Permit Tax
Workers Compensation Tax

STILL THINK THIS IS FUNNY?

Not one of these taxes existed 100 years ago, and our nation
Was one of the most prosperous in the world.


We had absolutely no national debt, had a large middleclass,
And Mom stayed home to raise the kids.

What in the hell happened? Can you spell 'politicians? '

YOU ARE MY DREAM COME TRUE

YOU ARE MY DREAM COME TRUE

Always in my heart
you make me feel more loved
than I've ever felt
and happier than
I've ever dreamed.
The love and understanding you have
is something I have searched for
my entire life.

Always in my happiest
and saddest moments,
you are my best friend and confidante.
I come to you for everything,
and you listen to me without judgment.

Always, deep within my soul,
I know we have a love like no other.
What we share is something others
only hope for and dream of,
but few ever experience.
Our love is magical beyond belief.
Always, without hesitation,
you give of yourself completely.
You have reached the very depths of my soul,
bringing out emotions I never knew I had
and unveiling an ability to love
I never thought possible.

Always and forever
you will be my dream come true,
the one I have waited for all these years.
From now until the end of time,
I will love only you.
We will be together always.

Poem But No Rose

    [Poem But  No Rose]   

 

Around the roses go
into an arc
to show
upon the table into a vase
a wash,
the colored mesh
that
sits gracefully
with whispers of sunlight
that catch the eye,
and
sprinkles joy into the soul
or by love into the heart
and ask,
by what
love is this
a painted moment
within my own mind.

***********************

in the blackness
still
of
the
night
(the number says morning
but i say
i'd rather
be
asleep)

coughitude
wakes
and keeps me awake
and
coughing
a rooster with no watch
keeps guessing

picture-skew
is
not what
appears
on my mind
or
the page

just
take the
pill
and
wait
and wait

thanks for
(always)
sitting up with
me

***************************

if i feel pulled
in different
directions
by
You
i must be still
and quiet
so i can
feel
You
guiding me
instead of
striding forward
on my
own
will

one signpost
many directions
but perhaps
not all at
once
and
one path
may have
more than one name

if my
vessel
is not large enough
or
tough enough
for all the paths
You
name
then
i must make myself
larger and tougher

how many
ports-of-call
has one ship?
one at a time
one after another
i may
be
an ocean liner
carrying many people
as i go
and
at once
a
battleship

all according
to Your will
now
and next

there
is no how
there is no why
(both answers are You)
there is
only
listen
and do
and keep on stroking

************************

I remember you

I
remember you as you were in the last autumn.

You were the grey beret and the still heart.

In your eyes the flames of the twilight
fought on.

And the leaves fell in the water of your
soul.



Clasping my arms like a climbing plant

the leaves garnered your voice, that was
slow and at peace.

Bonfire of awe in which my thirst was
burning.

Sweet blue hyacinth twisted over my soul.



I feel your eyes traveling, and the autumn
is far off:

grey beret, voice of a bird, heart like a
house

towards which my deep longings migrated

and my kisses fell, happy as embers.



Sky from a ship. Field from the hills:

Your memory is made of light, of smoke, of a
still pond!

Beyond your eyes, farther on, the evenings
were blazing.

Dry autumn leaves
revolved in your soul.