No Way To Pay
No way to pay the bills!!
With little money from the job.
By taxes and debt, a freeman kneels.
To be like the flock, the mindless mob.
Awake!! Oh slave, your labor to rob!
The tables have turned today!!
Working for ourselves, not a job.
We control the amount of our pay!
The rich and powerful chased by the mob.
It will soon be the taxman we'll rob.
Dec. 13, 2011. English Quintain Contest
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