A sunny day (glad you can’t take that
away) until I got your mail, it seems
a week’s solid work will barely pay last
quarter’s income tax instalment
Good grief – who do I work for? I wonder –
if I stopped would your needs expire...
– tho’ I’d rather think not, there’s too
many mouths to feed per square metre
Here’s a novelty;
let me pay in avocados; they’re off the
trees already, waiting patiently
don’t give a damn where they go
I won't mention ATO quarterly tax
instalments in case they do and you
can feed those mouths whose numbers
grow exponentially year on year
© 29 June 2009, I. D. Carswell
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