Best Revenue Poems

RING RING...Hello IRS ... 

What's your take on a dependant child? 
My boys 40, ain't worked in a while! 
I got 8 more kids inside da house,
the boys bride and my second spouse.

First ran off with a traveling man, 
Raising her kids best I can,...

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Years as paint strokes on canvas you,
and framed into a new star when through.


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Contest:  Any Theme Crystalline
Sponsor: Rick Parise
Written:  11.12.16...

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RING RING...Hello IRS ... 

What's your take on a dependant child? 
My boys 40, ain't worked in a while! 
I got 8 more kids inside da house,
the boys bride and my second spouse.

First ran off with a traveling man, 
Raised her kids, best I can...

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Internal Revenue Service At the Door

By Elton Camp

It is a fate too frightful even to mention
If you somehow should get his attention

Might as well comply if he demands loot
For his power is very close to absolute

At the rights of taxpayers he will just sneer
From him...

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Revenue Shortage

Pillage 
Village
Millage
Usage
Slippery men, pillage village books.
Breaker of trust, millage, usage crooks. 

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
March 16, 2010
Poetic form: Tyburn...

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All together, I have a system a systemic.
Expertise, Ace of Clubs
Ace of Hearts
General Splinters, a heavy heart.
A poem piece for sustained life
I feel hot, yet the air is snowwy.
Neutron amiga trouble asides
X-files on complete crack
Reality analysis
With no facts....

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RING RING...Hello IRS ... 

What's your take on a dependant child? 
My boys 40, ain't worked in a while! 
I got 8 more kids inside da house,
the boys bride and my second spouse. 

First ran off with a traveling man, 
Raising her kids best I...

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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...

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In the bonds of peace 
are released sweetness 
that are anger release 
touches her peace
 making a sour begins...

 a sweetness apologize
Solely to myself for myself 
by myself
 I analyze while I'm why ?
why I stutter the thought
 of being distraught

 and Gathering...

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My name is The Law.
My face is stern
Toward transgressors,
But I can use
The fines they pay
Dropping into the coffers!


       Bite Size Poem No. 43...

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Flowers bloom to the fullest,
Garden of colours and aroma;
Fresh turf covering at full stretch,
A pleasant place for my mama.

A heart that lacks blooming, like mine,
Colours shall fade and perfumes evaporated;
Like dried and wasted grass, that’s how I feel,
Mama’s death came and it wasn’t anticipated.

Clear sky...

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All along I knew 
This was the avenue 
For raising the revenue 
That should drop something new 
To our now cheeky masses 
Branding us all ‘Asses!’ 
Our courageous journey ‘Aimless’  
Mr.  President ‘Shameless’ 
And the former Government ‘Blameless’…

Now, the exact moment 
To reply...

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