I R S
I. looked inside of me for the answers but they were invisible.
Blindness over took me and you taxed my patience.
Internally is where I live and my body is what carries me.
R. IP address wasn't found and you stayed hidden.
I waited for my refund and even called upon you with your wealth of information.
I tried to cash my disability check but there were insufficient funds.
S. ince you left I wandered without a plan except to keep it moving.
But I'm no longer available, I'm on the go.
I taxted you but your number was no longer listed.
The taxman always win except when one dies
Copyright © Patrick Cornwall | Year Posted 2012