Although we are OLD and MATURE and on SOCIAL SECURITY and no longer have to file income tax returns, I still feel other's pain this time of the year, so wanted to share a poem with you which shows, no matter what the age or income, IT HURTS!!!
IRS
An albatross around your neck
an elephant sitting on your chest
Either way it feels the same
HEAVY! the IRS
is always poking in our peacefulness
It will not let us rest
Even when we do not work
they find some way to pester us
and make us feel unsettled
even in the promised land
I'll bet the Israelite fathers
felt their heavy hand
as Moses led them out of bondage
Could their prison have been as hard
as owing taxes to the IRS?
When's the coming of the Lord?
for heaven's sake
hurry up!
On the plus side, I have just mailed in our application to get the $300.00 each Stimulus check.
I doubt if it will stimulate the economy though, since probably about 90% of all Americans will use the money to pay off their credit card, or maybe pay the rent. Tough times all around.
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