Bills, Bills And More Bills!
Rot, snot, who cares if one works or not!
Work all day and then its for nought.
Bills go up, inflow goes down,
Tax time comes to bring a frown,
Truck on off to the CPA,
Hoping for a better day.
Money back would bring a glow -
Drat! No such luck, what a blow!
How is one to make up the lack?
Become a part-time poet hack?
Curses to all those bill collectors,
Foul dirty little pesky vectors!
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