TaxAgeddon

TaxAgeddon rears its hideous head,
Folks will be hencefort with taxes fed,
Taxes for the beech and hazelnut,
Taxes for the belly, rear and butt.

TaxAgeddon dearest friends draws nigh,-
Armageddon is small fish and fry
When compared to TaxAgeddon's jaw,
And foul TaxAgeddon's grasping paw.

Hundreds of new agents IRS,
Hired to afflict you friends relentlessly
With new taxes paid for life and death,
Lo! your own and all your family..

Scared are folks, the old ones as the child,
Of the reckless waste in spending sprees,
With the Government gone fully wild,
Sucking up the sap of men and trees.

TaxAgeddon makes all planets cry
Till they crumble into nothingness.
TaxAgeddon dear friends is not shy
To consume you even after death.

Fight with all your spirit. mind and soul,
Lo! the government's out of control !
Wear your Christian armor, fight to death
Fight this TaxAgeddon and God bless!

(C) Elizabeth Dandy

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