Tax poem

AJAY DAGAR (Member of CA club INDIA)   (198 Points)

02 November 2012  

At first I thought this was funny...then I realized the awful truth of it. 
Be sure to read all the way to the end!

Tax his land, 
Tax his bed,
Tax the table 
At which he's fed. 

Tax his tractor, 
Tax his mule, 
Teach him taxes 
Are the rule. 

Tax his work, 
Tax his pay, 
He works for peanuts 
Anyway! 
Tax his cow, 
Tax his goat,
Tax his pants, 
Tax his coat. 
Tax his ties,
Tax his shirt, 
Tax his work, 
Tax his dirt. 

Tax his tobacco, 
Tax his drink, 
Tax him if he 
Tries to think. 

Tax his cigars, 
Tax his beers, 
If he cries 
Tax his tears. 

Tax his car, 
Tax his gas, 
Find other ways 
To tax his ass. 

Tax all he has 
Then let him know
That you won't be done 
Till he has no dough. 

When he screams and hollers;Then tax him some more, 
Tax him till 
He's good and sore. 

Then tax his coffin, 
Tax his grave, 
Tax the sod in 
Which he's laid. 

Put these words 
Upon his tomb, 
'Taxes drove me 
to my doom...' 

When he's gone, 
Do not relax, 
Its time to apply 
The inheritance tax. 

Accounts Receivable Tax 
Airline surcharge tax
Airline Fuel Tax 
Airport Maintenance Tax 
Building Permit Tax 
Cigarette Tax 
Corporate Income Tax
Death Tax 
Dog License Tax 
Driving Permit Tax 
Excise Taxes 
Federal Income Tax 
Federal Unemployment (UI)
Fishing License Tax 
Food License Tax 
Petrol Tax ( too much per litre) 
Gross Receipts Tax 
Health Tax 
Hunting License Tax 
Hydro Tax 
Inheritance Tax 
Interest Tax 
Liquor Tax 
Luxury Taxes 
Marriage License Tax 
Medicare Tax 
Mortgage Tax 
Personal Income Tax
Property Tax
Poverty Tax 
Prescripttion Drug Tax 
Property Tax 
Provincial Income Tax 
Real Estate Tax 
Recreational Vehicle Tax 
Retail Sales Tax 
Service Charge Tax 
School Tax 
Telephone Tax 
Telephone, Provincial and Local Surcharge Taxes 
Telephone Minimum Usage Surcharge Tax 
Vehicle License Registration Tax 
Vehicle Sales Tax 
Water Tax 
Watercraft Registration Tax 
Well Permit Tax 
Workers Compensation Tax 

STILL THINK THIS IS FUNNY? 

Not one of these taxes existed 100 years ago, and our nation was one of the most prosperous in the world. 

We had absolutely no national debt, had a large middleclass, and Mom stayed home to raise the kids. 

What in the hell happened? Can you spell 'politicians? '