End of the Year
There's the hill
Here's another bill
The taxes are due
Look at my face, it's blue
The kids need to get to school
But I'm out of it like some fool
I'm late for work
And I'm called a jerk
I want to go home
but I'm still paying on a loan
Finally, five o'clock is here
And guess what, it's the end of the year
Copyright © Henry Puckett | Year Posted 2005
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