I post this poem every year at tax season time. This year I’m dedicating it to Rep. Paul Ryan of Wisconsin, the Tea Party’s tax man in Congress, who actually seems to take the silly, satirical notions in this verse seriously. This one’s for you, Paul. Keep making the shade of Ayn Rand proud…
A Tax Season Poem Dedicated To Representative Paul Ryan
Ollie Wendell Holmes once said
Bout taxes in this nation,
They are the price we gotta pay
To have civilization.
But recently I’m thinking
That this rule we should relax,
’Cause I’d rather not be civilized
Then pay my income tax.
The money sinks of public ed,
The vet and welfare rolls,
The subsidies for geezer health,
Who needs these wasteful doles?
Our streets would have no pot holes
If we made them all toll roads,
Stock markets would go through the roof
Without dull legal codes.
To keep our armies solvent
We could send our soldiers plundering;
No revenue means Congress
Won’t in spending realms be blundering.
Who needs a tax-based commonwealth?
For too long we’ve been scammed.
We’ll each care for the things we like,
All other things be damned!
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