Taxes

[mtntopper]

Taxes!!!!!!!​

Tax his land,​

Tax his bed,​

Tax the table​

At which he's fed.​

Tax his tractor,​

Tax his mule,​

Teach him taxes​

Are the rule.​

Tax his cow,​

Tax his goat,​

Tax his pants,​

Tax his coat.​

Tax his ties,​

Tax his shirt,​

Tax his work,​

Tax his dirt.​

Tax his tobacco,​

Tax his drink,​

Tax him if he​

Tries to think.​

Tax his cigars,​

Tax his beers,​

If he cries, then​

Tax his tears.​

Tax his car,​

Tax his gas,​

Find other ways​

To tax his ass​

Tax all he has​

Then let him know​

That you won't be done​

Till he has no dough.​

When he screams and hollers,​

Then tax him some more,​

Tax him till​

He's good and sore.​

Then tax his coffin,​

Tax his grave,​

Tax the sod in​

Which he's laid.​

Put these words​

upon his tomb,​

"Taxes drove me​

to my doom..."​

When he's gone,​

Do not relax,​

Its time to apply​

The inheritance tax.

Author Unknown Or Just Taxed Out Of Existence​

 

[Melensdad]

Bill that is a great little poem.

Let me switch topics slightly and suggest that when people are finally fed up with paying taxes they will simply flee society. The following words are actual song lyrics, and have been adopted by many libertarian leaning individuals as a sort of theme song . . .

You can read the lyrics below, or listen to them here: http://www.fireflywiki.org/img/Ballad_of_Serenity.mp3

Take my love, take my land
Take me where I cannot stand
I don't care, I'm still free
You can't take the sky from me.

Take me out to the black
Tell them I ain't comin' back
Burn the land and boil the sea
You can't take the sky from me.

Leave the men where they lay
They'll never see another day
Lost my soul, lost my dream
You can't take the sky from me.

I feel the black reaching out
I hear its song without a doubt
I still hear and I still see
That you can't take the sky from me.

Lost my love, lost my land
Lost the last place I could stand
There's no place I can be
Since I've found Serenity

And you can't take the sky from me.