Taxes Poems - Poems about Taxes

(It’s that vernal, infernal, tax season. How about a tax avoidance vignette? It’s poetic—in it’s own way) Some students at a table near us in the dining hall were discussing America’s financial inequities. One guy was saying that we ought to “tax the crap” out of billionaires and their billions—and there was agreement all around—the consensus...

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Woke up yesterday morning with a dreadful thought - fall property tax was due last November and this is the end of January. I am a full-grown delinquent. I am also recently widowed; my Mister always did taxes. But God had brought it to my attention (who else, could I hold responsible?) so I faced the music. Went to the bank...

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Sitting on the block of the day Looking into amethyst abyss No longer seen as hunter or prey Disenfranchised like blue cold kiss Watching the animals fight their wars Knowing some win some lose Feeling the wrath of attention whores Singing their hill street blues On the block of irrelevant images Whatever the dress of the time Homeless roaming toward suttle scrimmages For...

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High tech time, yet, we Still have hanging bridges Where our taxes go?...

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Every year when taxes are due, I pay mine to the full, Even though some other people call it a bunch of bull. Some don't pay their taxes for there is an aberration. As time goes by they holler, "Statute of Limitation". They live in a life of luxury, these entitled few, Expecting us to pay their way, since...

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rising from bed in the morning seeking shelter when it's storming idly whiling stray hours away dreaming there will be better days fabricating a self-image with a more prominent linage doodling on back of a letter shunning life as a go-getter paying of various taxes wielding rhetorical axes stopping by the grocery store dealing with muscles which are sore waiting in the queue at the bank musing why...

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We never get away from paying taxes- even after death if owed...

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I have heard all your excuses I have listened to all your pleas It is time to pay the pipers With the sweet tears of your misery Ahh the suffering You have to surrender all your taxes Now it is time for me They always say the only thing IN life That is inevitable, is death and taxes And...

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I'm doing my best, at what I can, I've absorbed some Life from boy to man, uncertain at times, now i find Times are uncertain..' Much fear and denial while some Are tearing the curtains.' The established fear-mongers Peddle; the lies, same as before, so much sympathy? homilys DIsguise; and furore.' A main threat is something will be taken away' As...

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Someone once said “The only assurances in life is death and taxes!” I’ll let you read the fine print, I’ll send the faxes All there is; is death and taxes! Watch me grind my sliver axes Watch the blade gleam in the slow moonlight I like the way it sparkles in your hooded eyes You have paid your dews,...

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Unto the earth below my end commences for I have committed life’s last offences. But not even death will save me from taxes in the grave and now I can’t deduct living expenses! Written: March 2014...

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Memory kills time, as time kills life… Faster than a paid assassin, colder than a dream that’s stolen —surer than the tax man knows (Dreamsleep: March, 2022)...

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"The end is near," the short-wave said. "Before midnight, all will be dead." I aim to leave my baggage here. For my warted nose should I fear? April fifteen and taxes due Can I afford to be so lax As to ignore my yearly tax? Pinch me, pinch me, I hope ‘tis true. Will my love share claret and cheese Before God winnows wheat...

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Hangovers are a back-tax on fun. To paraphrase T.S. Eliot: "Can last night just belong to last night?” I’m not thinking about sins and penance or making any bound-for-failure resolutions. I’m giving myself a mental health break....

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Income tax season Is no reason For utter despair Pulling your hair Shedding a tear Out of fear You’ll be broke -- Like most folk! written January 31, 2022...

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