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Yes I Want Cheese With That Whine
It’s almost that time of year again,
To pay the piper who’s not our friend.
One more month I tell myself,
Put it back upon the shelf.
Do it later I procrastinate,
It can sit there, it can wait.
It can wait just one more week,
Before I have to begin to tweak.
All the numbers, all in rows
Page by page, as I go.
Did we collect enough HST?
Man I hope so or they’ll charge me.
Do we have all the gas receipts?
Materials oh my, they were not cheap.
I promised myself last year at this time,
That I'd keep up the books, now I whine.
Why did I put it off so long again?
To leave it to the very end.
Still have to buy the tax program,
When I do I'll sit and cram.
All the numbers one two three,
Being just a busy little bee.
Balancing numbers as I go,
For the government, I have to show.
My time is precious don’t you know.
They don’t care they run the show.
Taxes are a pain in ass,
I’d really like to take a pass.
Just one year that’s all I ask,
One freebee for all the years of this task.
Don’t forget all the deductions.
It’s easy just follow the instructions.
Procrastination is my name.
Hate filing taxes, feel it’s a shame.
Just want to keep this money that we owe,
But Canada Revenue says no no no.
© 2011 Susan Zutautas