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Funny or Real ?

Tax his land.
Tax his bed.
Tax his 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 _ss.
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,
It's time to apply
The inheritance tax.
 
"Her" and "Their" may be  substituted for "His"
 

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