Tom Poje Posted August 8, 2017 Share Posted August 8, 2017 Once upon a midnight dreary While I pondered weak and weary Would I get the plans, to go out the door? Quote the Raven “Nevermore” While I nodded nearly napping Suddenly there cane a tapping As of someone gently rapping Rapping at my chamber door It’s the IRS, whom I abhor. (they want more, ever more) I slave all day, it’s such a pain All these regs, oh my poor brain. A raise I deserve, and much, much more Quote the Raven “Nothing more” Because of pensions, I have no life No kids, no fun, nor even wife. Are these plans the reason, I have nothing more? Quote the Raven, “No, You are a bore” The pension laws, change every few years Brings most of us, to the point of tears Who made the changes, so we could put away more? Quote the Raven “It wasn’t Gore” The pay is bad, the hours long I often wonder, if I belong I have no money, I’m always poor Quote the Raven “Forevermore” I do my job, I do it well But all this work, is hell, hell, hell. The boss is shouting, at my chamber door Back to work, Do this, do that and much, much more. AndyH, EBDI, Belgarath and 1 other 3 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MoJo Posted August 8, 2017 Share Posted August 8, 2017 Tom: You obviously have too much (creative) time on your hands. Isn't the a plan in need who could use you boorish attention? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dave Baker Posted August 8, 2017 Share Posted August 8, 2017 And yet, as the lawyers say, "God bless those who sue my solvent clients." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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