And whew I feel good!
finally no more struggle!
… wait what are taxes?!
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Author:
Demar Desu (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Haiku
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Hilarious poem, Demar! That perfectly timed turn converts financial triumph into economic horror. As a pastor handling self-employment obligations, I know the peculiar cruelty of receiving money while already knowing a chunk belongs to the government. Short, sharp, and painfully relatable, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Dude! You’re a pastor?! Wow!
Well said
A good one my friend. Yes Those are the things that a constitution never intended and for which it had to be amended. How the amendment got through only God knows.
That's 265 more than me!
But the kids are fed and the dishes done, and the sun is out and I can burn off dinner with a walk in the large woods behind my house. I can see them from my garden.
Life is good.
I hope you have woods in your life.
Haha… I’m currently 196 less than you right now. I wish I could go back to this poem and actually do some sort of saving… anyways. We learn. You are right… the bills are paid, the food is in the fridge and our lights are on… I cannot complain… I shouldn’t
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