OLD MAN AND THE IRS

The old Man on the bench had a sorrowful ace,

The last few terrible hours had been disgusting a disgrace.

The IRS had called him in to and auditing tap,

And there had dealt the old fellow a hard slap.

He had started a small business involving girls

The auditors for Uncle Sam found some pearls.

The business he was in required customers with names.

But he could not keep identity. Addresses and claims,

His books did not show evidence of financial gains or losses,

Doing so would have involved some of the Country’s big bosses.

So the man made a decision of far reaching consequence,

Quit, stop the business, or embarrass people in hid defense.

So now the old man who was trying to make some extra cash,

Has just planned on dying and getting out of this life of trash.