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Below is the poem entitled I R S which was written by poet Patrick Cornwall. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

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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 © | Year Posted 2012

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Date: 5/27/2012 10:34:00 PM
Good Acrostic here, yeah taxman, the very disliked one, always wins...Thank you for your kind comments on my page.
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Date: 5/20/2012 11:48:00 AM
I Require Someone else's money.
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Date: 4/30/2012 9:49:00 AM
very creative. Taxes are some what of a pain. But you took this poem to greater hieghts. I love this.
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Date: 4/29/2012 10:26:00 PM
We still have that stupidly ridiculous death tax here in the states....ugh! Looking at the date of this poem...it seems u unveiled it with perfect timing! Glad to read some of your work again...I will go find another! :) Gwendolen
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Date: 4/29/2012 3:04:00 PM
i dig the metaphorical nature of this poem more than the spoken word can express...but the taxman wins when you die also because whoever you leave money to has to pay taxes....dig? superific poem....a fan PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
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Date: 4/27/2012 2:36:00 PM
lol, yes, we'll escape him someday...unless taxmen go there too. many congrats on your wins too, my friend
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Date: 4/27/2012 8:01:00 AM
Nice acrostic Poem on IRS and thanks for your warm words on my featured poem. Love and good wishes...Ravindra
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Date: 4/25/2012 8:54:00 AM
Nice analogy :)
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Date: 4/24/2012 7:26:00 PM
oh boy, YOU GOT IT. Great acrostic this is on that damn IRS. I am ok, Patrick. Hope you are too.
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Date: 4/11/2012 3:19:00 PM
Nice poem on the I R S Patrick good to read you again hope your well hugs vie
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