This coffee
This latte?
If I sit here
And think about
The irs ?
If I consider
If I contemplate
Which line goes where
And to what do I add
And or subtract
What?
What percentage of
Whom do I declare-
I declare
I want
Out of here
I love this country
Love this place
But when it comes to
April
Every year
We hear
Wailing
And gnashing
Of teeth!
And I again contemplate ...
They know more about me
Than I do -
Just take what you take -
- leave me alone -
Don't even let me know -
I'll just try
To live on the rest -
Whatever you choose
To leave me with -
After all the people get
All the stuff for free
Not me-!
I always fall
Just between
The cracks
Barely enough money
To eat,
Much-
But just enough
Not to qualify
For anything
What-so-ever
Ever!
It's always been
Like that
All my life -
I know people
Who qualify
For everything -
God bless 'em
God bless us all-
Everyone
They never have to work
Another day
They have found
A way
Am I just
Too honest
Too straight forward
Or too
Stubborn?
What is up
With this crazy country ?
I can't write off
A latte ...
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