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Labyrinthine

With some reluctance I must confess to you I found myself At the Inland Revenue Opening the door To an enormous queue I waited in line... Forever. As you do. Filling in forms Of great quantity Ticking boxes Writing illegibly Contradicting myself In the fine details Starting again Numerous fails Trying to recall Things I did While avoiding A blatant fib Tricky questions Mopping my brow Looking guilty Sweating now Escape at last Recover with wine From IRD forms Labyrinthine

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Date: 11/5/2023 1:35:00 PM
Nice piece Julie, good thyme and flow throughout, well done! Blessings, Gordon
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Julie Draper
Date: 11/5/2023 6:06:00 PM
Thanks very much Gordon :) I appreciate your kind comments. Have a great day :)
Date: 11/4/2023 8:28:00 PM
Not sure what IRD is but if it's anything like the IRS. Might as well lie. They get their share:) A joy to find a poem from you today. I hope you are well. Sorry Im not around much.
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Julie Draper
Date: 11/4/2023 8:48:00 PM
Hi Daniel, always good to hear from you, I appreciate your sense of humour :) IRD is indeed our equivalent of your IRS. Robbers all lol! Have a happy day.

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