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Enemies of the Sonnet Man- the Internal Revenue Service

Before I became a Super Hero, I was a guy working a normal job, Just trying to collect a few zeroes, But when I got paid, I always got robbed. There was a not-so-secret group of thieves, Who got to my money before I did, Kiling my pockets and making me grieve For myself, as tears streamed from my eye lids. When they gave it back, it was not enough To purchase exactly what I needed, So this meant that times were meant to be tough, And was how I would always be treated. There was a culprit that made me nervous Named The Internal Revenue Service.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 5/17/2010 10:26:00 AM
yes they will rob you blind, with out explaining, cool write,..p..d
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Date: 5/15/2010 5:12:00 PM
OK ! WHAT IS UP WITH THE SONNET MAN. COOL WRITE. AND LOVED IT. irs, smiles,,IRMA
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