A satiric poem about tax day.
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The Devil in Costume
January, February, March
The dreaded month is here
To count the days till you
Meet with the Death or Fear.
The day will make you think
Of how you did last year,
For penny after penny
Your income is now fear.
Will you receive or will you bleed
Green blood out of your pockets,
For Uncle Sam, maybe is Satan
The devil in your pockets.
April 14, the time is near,
When once again
Your faith awaits
To pay the tax you fear.
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