The Thursday Matinee
No lack of contentious divisions
Will bring this new law to a vote:
No want of agreement, no schisms
Shall keep it from getting afloat
The adventitious provision
Imposing a surcharge on dust
Commands a quiescent position
In thrall to the leaders we trust.
But ... what about cobwebs? Such taxes
As fine as a gossamer thread
That cannot be severed with axes
Might yet bring dissent to a head
So spiders, protest! Send your FAXes
And emails--you know they'll be read
And soon they'll be minding their backses
In the dust-strewn political bed.
Envoi
Though Franklin thought taxes as certain as death
Free dust and free cobwebs are vital as breath.
Contributors: | loaf, dkb, Chevalier, Apsley, Kansas Sam, Kevin Andrew Murphy. |
Poem finished: | 9th June 2006 by Chevalier. |