Today Is D-Day For Tax Filers

"Meanwhile there are millions living here who don't work, don't pay taxes here in the U.S. who still hate me for feeding them...." 

I saw that over at Divermedic's. It is a link to his plight with the taxes. I feel his pain. Does anyone else get tired of "feeding the monkey and watching it $hit? I have heard it mentioned in jest, but I really think "tax day" should coincide with "election day".

Tax Poem/Unknown Author

Tax his land, tax his wage,
Tax his bed in which he lays.
Tax his tractor, tax his mule,
Teach him taxes is the rule.

Tax his cow, tax his goat,
Tax his pants, tax his coat.
Tax his ties, tax his shirts,
Tax his work, tax his dirt.

Tax his chew, tax his smoke,
Teach him taxes are no joke.
Tax his car, tax his grass,
Tax the roads he must pass.

Tax his food, tax his drink,
Tax him if he tries to think.
Tax his sodas, tax his beers,
If he cries, tax his tears.

Tax his bills, tax his gas,
Tax his notes, tax his cash.
Tax him good and let him know
That after taxes, he has no dough.

If he hollers, tax him more,
Tax him until he’s good and sore.
Tax his coffin, tax his grave,
Tax the sod in which he lays.

Put these words upon his tomb,
"Taxes drove me to my doom!"
And when he’s gone, we won’t relax,
We’ll still be after the inheritance tax.