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The IRS
Staring at the envelope, my eyes in disbelief.
The agency was known for causing fear and painful grief.
The words upon the notice were shouting out my name.
I still remember how I felt the day the letter came.
The beads of sweat rolled down my neck, my heart began to race.
Afraid to move a muscle, the blood had left my face.
Apparently, the IRS had found some type of error.
The news had brought me to a place of unrelenting terror.
It must be for an audit, they’d go back seven years.
I felt so faint for this was one of my most dreaded fears.
Although I had been careful every time I filed returns.
Checking all my figures, including all I earned.
Perhaps I added something wrong or made a big mistake.
They never would believe me, my head began to ache.
I held my breath and opened up the letter with great care.
I knew I was in trouble, I didn’t have a prayer.
I read the first few lines and then I fell onto my bed.
I thought I must be in a dream, imagined in my head.
They said they owed me money for an error they had made.
And they were very sorry that the payment was delayed.
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