Tax taxxery
Tax taxxery
Tax tax you and me!
A prez is as lucky
As lucky can be
Tax taxxery
Tax taxxery
Tax tax cher-oo!
Your bucks will rub off when
I shake 'ands with you
Or blow me a kiss
And that's unlucky too
Now as the ladder of life
'As been strung
You may think a prez's
On the topmost rung
Though I spends me time
In the partys and clubs
In this 'ole wide world
There's no 'appier bloke
Up where the smoke is
All billered and curled
'Tween pavement and stars
Is the D.C. prez world
When the's 'ardly no day
Nor 'ardly no night
There's things 'alf in shadow
And 'alf way in light
In the palace of London
Coo, what a sight!
I choose me minions with pride
Yes, I do
A broom for the Nan
And a broom for the Hil
Though I'm takin your loot
From yer 'ead to yer toes
A prez knows 'e's collectin
Wherever 'e goes
Tax taxxery
Tax taxxery
Tax tax you and me!
When you're with a prez
You're in taxin company
No where is there
A more 'appier crew
Than them wot sings
"Tax tax cher-ee
Tax cher-oo!"
On the Tax taxxery
Tax tax cher-ee
Tax cher-oo!
Speaking of taxes...here’s a little joke that I saw recently.
The $100.00
A little boy wanted $100.00 very badly and prayed for weeks, but nothing happened .
Then
he decided to write God a letter requesting the $100.00.
When
the postal authorities received the letter to God , USA ,
they decided to send it to the President.
The president was so amused that he instructed his secretary to send the little boy a $ 5.00 bill.
The president thought this would appear to be a lot of money to a little boy.
The little boy was delighted with the $5.00 bill and sat down to write a thank-you note to God, which read:
Dear God: Thank you very much for sending the money. However, I noticed that for some reason you sent it through Washington D.C. and those a**holes took $95.00 in taxes.