Poetry: “Fees” (from July 2009)

With malicious glee

They charge a fee

And pass it on to you and me

You cannot flee

No loophole key

Or get off free

For government won’t let us be.

To pay their bills

You know the drill

More taxes, fees and fines;

While Big Shot contributors they whine and dine.

It seems to do us little good

To do much more than whine.

The best we can do is vote

Pols out of office.

Even then, most pols seem to

Scoff at us… (tbc?)

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