The Tax Poem

Friends this is something I received by snail mail and I thought I must share it with you. The punch line is quite telling and is so true world wide. Let me know if you think differently! Here goes : THE TAX POEM:

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 is 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
Banking Transaction Tax
Building Permit Tax
Capital Gains Tax
Cigarette Tax
Corporate Income Tax
Death Tax
Dog License Tax
Driving Permit Tax
Excise Taxes
Federal Income Tax
Federal Unemployment Tax
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 Tax
Marriage License Tax
Medicare Tax
Mortgage Tax
Personal Income Tax
Property Tax
Poverty Tax
Prescription Drug Tax
Provincial Income Tax
Real Estate Tax
Recreational Vehicle Tax
Retail Sales Tax
Road Tax
Securities Transaction Tax
Service Charges Tax
Service Tax
School Tax
Telephone Tax
Telephone Minimum Usage Surcharge Tax
Value Added Tax
Vehicle License Registration Tax
Vehicle Registration Tax
Water Tax
Watercraft Registration Tax
Well Permit Tax
Workers Compensation Tax

STILL THINK THIS IS FUNNY?!?

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

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

What in hell did you think happened? CAN you spell "POLITICIANS"?