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This is the part of the year
that takes my soul, by fear
I'm drowning deeper and deeper
Afraid for my life,
here comes the reaper

He squeezes me, till I'm dry
Oh My Gosh, I'm gonna die
I don't think I can bear it
I thought from RICH uncles
you're supposed to INHERIT !!

From this uncle, I cannot hide
No comfort will he provide
And he knows just who I am
Yes...The dreaded Uncle Sam

What can I say ....
The Lord may giveth
But, the Tax Man taketh away !!!!

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Original Poem © And Revised 4/14/10
All Poetry Original & Revised Versions were written by
Kathryn Sunday Davis
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