Poems

Little Richard
While on a trip, I found him really slick
At first they called him Richard, Now they call him Dick
He works for the Government, His specialty is Tax
The poll I have taken, Says give him the axe
Why pay the tax man, when you go out to eat
You can’t sustain your weight, if you are denied the meat
The extra dollar on gasoline, adds dollars to your day
Can the government do without it
There is another way
I know the way, and will make a bet
The less you pay, the less government you get

Question of the Day–If you have one hemorrhoid, why would you want two?

Sorry/Remorse
I LIED
of all the things I did, since I was a kid
I LIED
I didn’t go too far, just drag racing with the car
I LIED
on the window of my car, when returning from a bar
I LIED
the accident I had, when I almost wound up dead
I LIED
the fuel in the tank, the application at the bank
I LIED
the accident report, the form before the court
I LIED
why don’t you tell the truth, do not be uncouth
I LIED
when things were burning hot, you deserved just what you got
I TRIED