Best Cpa Poems

Six feet tall, feisty and tipping the scales
Aunt Eva approached life so playfully
Living in the moment, not fretting details

Even at 80 no harsh wrinkles had she
Just a few laugh lines from a life filled with joy
She couldn’t budget, her spending was free

Her brother (my father)...

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After my father died, I moved to his old house
Donated many large items to charities
As each item was removed, tears streamed down my blouse
But some were not wanted; what would become of these?
 
Set up a table in the yard; sign said, “Free Stuff”
The old...

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items in my container of memories
playbill for "Les Miserables" that Dad enjoyed
reminder of ignoble government
Jean Val Jean’s quest for justice
fugitive from the merciless Javert

outdated cell phone that’s priceless
forever I’ll carry it; this cannot be lost
inbox carries my father’s last message to me
“Happy New Year, Baby,”...

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In accounting, there are inventory methods one must know any day.
It does not matter whether or not you are a CPA.
One of the accepted methods is commonly known as “FIFO”
Another inventory accounting procedure is called “LIFO”
Those are both acronyms in case you didn’t know.
Everything depends...

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Tribute to stay at home moms
                  ( from a writing by melvina germain)  10/28/11

To the stay at home moms (sahm) I must say
I honor you in every...

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NSA to collect DNA
of CPA found DOA....

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Being on the team that got
Trump elected.
People treat me as if
I were seriously infected.
For being part of a team,
That shares Trump's
American dream!

Of an America strong and 
free of government coercion, 
And unwilling to be brainwashed into
Socialistic promises of freebie 
diversions.
Trump believes in the Constitution
While others cry, " Restitution"
For...

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Dear Single Mother,

Who Works two jobs of 12 - 14 hour days to keep the lights on, & to feed little Johnny.

I See you!



Single Father Who Works stocking shelves and driving Uber at nights to feed little Sally, who has been fighting diabetes for the...

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Just sat here pondering on yesteryear, of times long gone yet still so clear,
We thought eating out was such a delight,outside the chippy on Saturday night.
We thought restaurants were for the famous and rich, in the City so far away,
We walked everywhere to save the...

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E-File Your Tax—Heck Yes!

By Elton Camp

It’s out with the old and in with the new
Filing income tax online is the way to do

Making a return manually I’ve always hated
But doing it online I felt a little intimidated

Complicated situations still need to see a CPA
But for...

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Author's note: My mother wanted me to be a CPA. But of all the countless more useful things I could have done, should have done, and actually tried to do with my life, it seems, I have become, here, nearing the end, a wannabe poet....

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It's too late in the day to tell you of asps;
it's time for an afternoon nap. 
The taxes are all filed, and on their way
by certified post from the c.p.a.
The afternoon is lazy;
the sun is just beginning to feel its dottage
as it leans on the...

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When the frustrated socialist sees that health care isn't free
He turns into a killer, claims he's saving you and me
He murders a CEO, to make a point, because he could
For the goal of perfection is the enemy of the good

He gets adulation from those who...

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"Wah-hoo-wah!"
said the 'bro,'
 "Let's head toward 
  Fraternity Row."

The Library bells
toll ding-dong,
  Drunken brothers
  play beer-pong;

All through the night
play and drink,
  By dawn of day, 
  their breath stinks.

Men of Darmouth,
give a rouse!
  Party hearty 
  and carouse....

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Hey there, little Buddha, 
Let me join your Mistick Krewe.
Got my jazz hand clapping. 
Gonna drop the other shoe.
I strut my yo-yo yoga every doo-da day.
It get me so-so-sober in a drunken way.
Hey there, little Buddha, 
Voodoo me some déjà vu.
Those saints are marching in...

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