I never pay my taxes;
why should I dole out cash
to Uncle Sammy's minions
as they make things a hash.
My tax return is bogus;
so what if I am caught.
I'll hire a big lawyer
who wears a silk ascot.
He'll get me off for certain,
and if he don't -- oh well,
at least when I'm in prison
I won't need my hair gel.
The Right is having kittens,
as social platforms halt
stories they want posted --
tho lies they do exalt.
They're gonna shut down Facebook,
then Twitter will be next;
unless, of course they happen
to write big campaign checks.
If Trump thinks he's a naturalist,
then I am Rin Tin Tin.
Mother Nature gets from him
naught but Mickey Finn.
The last time that he hugged a tree
was when he thought it grew
money from each branchlet
and shed gold like morning dew!
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