Wednesday, August 24, 2011

The Democrat Creed

This is going around the net. no author credited. readers? ~Bob

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's 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...'

And when he dies,
Find where he lies,
And tax the pennies
On his eyes.

When he's gone,
Do not relax,
Its time to apply
The inheritance tax.

1 comment:

  1. Sounds exactly like the Liebor Party of Tony Blair and Gordon Brown - they had the same result, closed businesses, increased unemployment and a national debt it will take generations to pay off...