Wednesday, February 02, 2011

CPA Day

Today I'll meet with an accountant
Who'll prescribe the amount that
in taxes I'm due to pay
April 15th or ground hog day
Is this tyranny or patriotism?
Nah, but worth some rhyme and rhythm.

16 comments:

Ariel the Thief said...

I like the first three lines, I can rap them!

Karen said...

Today is Groundhog day. Will the groundhog see his shadow?

Washington Post
"Did the groundhog see his shadow?" everyone asks. "Will Mubarak remain in office for seven more months?" I'm sorry, that's not the question. But the answer is in!

Groundhog day results: Spring

"But now the unspellable Punxsutawney Phil (and Staten Island Chuck) have both peered from their holes and concurred: no shadow, no more winter!"

TLP said...

"(if you drive a car, car;) - I’ll tax the street;
(if you try to sit, sit;) - I’ll tax your seat;
(if you get too cold, cold;) - I’ll tax the heat;
(if you take a walk, walk;) - I'll tax your feet." (Beatles of course.)

Ah, yes, that tax man.

cooper said...

I hope the tax man treats you fairly Doug.

[Verse:]
I said to my Uncle Sam
Old Man Taxes, here I am
And he
Was glad to see me
Mister Small Fry, yes, indeed
Lower brackets, that's my speed
But he
Was glad to see me

[1st refrain:]
I paid my income tax today
I never felt so proud before
To be right there with the millions more
Who paid their income tax today
I'm squared up with the U.S.A.
See those bombers in the sky?
Rockefeller helped to build 'em, so did I
I paid my income tax today

[2nd refrain:]
I paid my income tax today
A thousand planes to bomb Berlin
They'll all be paid for and I chipped in
That certainly makes me feel okay
Ten thousand more and that ain't hay
We must pay for this war somehow
Uncle Sam was worried but he isn't now
I paid my income tax today

[3rd REFRAIN with coda:]
I paid my income tax today
I never cared what Congress spent
But now I'll watch over ev'ry cent
Examine ev'ry bill they pay
They'll have to let me have my say
I wrote the Treasury to go slow
Careful, Mister Henry Junior, that's my dough
I paid my income tax
Now you've got all the facts
I know you'll pay your taxes too

Doug said...

Ariel, the world is waiting for a Hungarian rap star. You can call yourself Lil' Nyárancssarganöszemelya or DJ Makósbeiglipaprikash or something catchy like that.

So, Karen, did Mubarak see his shadow?

I'm getting to know him, TLP.

Nice lyric, Coop! I don't know that one.

Karen said...

I don't know yet. Christiane Amanpour is reporting via twitter:

"Just spent 20 minutes interviewing President Mubarak at the palace. Details to come. #Egypt"

Ariel the Thief said...

I've got no car and it's breaking my heart/But I've found a driver and that's a start!

You can drive my car I'll be sitting in wrapped in fur and gold.

Doug said...

Karen, I'll stay untuned.

Ariel, no diamond car for your people at the wheel?

Ariel the Thief said...

No but I'll consider a diamond saddle...

Karen said...

No Doug Drones On Ad Infinitum?

Jim said...

Doug, you must be getting a refund. Those are the people who worry about taxes now.
GOOD FOR YOU!

Thanks, TLP, or the Beatles bit. That one register to deep into my head. But you helped me retrieve it.
..

Karen said...

Hey Jim,

Who you picking for the Super Bowl?

I'm going with the Pack. I can't stand the Pittsburgh Steelers. Besides Ben Roethlisberger just grew a horrendous-looking beard.
...

pia said...

Hope it went well. I should know tax songs but don't

Quack Birder said...

Author! Author!

Taxes are no fun. Whatcha gonna do?

Russell 'C.J.' Duffy said...

"And if five percent appears too small be careful I don't take it all"
I got stung by the taxman some years back for driving a company car which I foolishly left of my return sheet. The swines hit me for £8,000 ($15,000?)!!!

Doug said...

Ask Suleiman, the Turk. You never give a Magyar a saddle.

Karen, nothing ad infinitum.

This year, yes, Jim. But mainly I'm just too disorganized not to do it at the front end.

Well chosen, Karen.

Pia, 99 bottles of beer is good enough.

Nuttin' to do, Quack.

Lordy, Russell. That's a big bite of the apple.