My Tax Returns

My Tax Returns

A Poem by Bob B

D.T.:

Why does everybody

Always want to see

My tax returns?

If I could have a secret,

It really ought to be

My tax returns.

Inflating values to get your loans:

There is really nothing to it.

Deflating values to lower taxes:

Doesn’t everybody do it?

 

Why do prosecutors

Want to have in hand

My tax returns?

I don’t think it’s fair

That they can all demand

My tax returns.

When you’re rich, doesn’t that mean

You should get a little break?

I’m in trouble mainly because

I give far less than I take.

 

I’m being hassled

‘Cause I want to hide

My tax returns.

Judges are stupid

To say I must provide

My tax returns.

If they say I committed fraud,

I’ll say that’s just fake news.

If they try to make me talk,

I will simply refuse!

 

I know that my fans

Don’t give a hoot about

My tax returns.

I can cheat and they’ll say that’s okay.

Winning means having all the right tools

To maneuver your way around the rules.

I’m pissed off

Because I have to show

MY TAX RETURNS!

 

-by Bob B (2-26-21)

© 2021 Bob B


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I can't decide whether to cry, s**t, laugh, or have an orgasm. This one really twisted me up, ole boy! Since I'm deep into writing a book right now, I haven't been paying attention to anything, trying to keep my dander in a relaxed & productive position. But this s**t just inflames me! Thus, I haven't been reading & reviewing as often as I was before I started this book! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

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