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Paper Work

Business forms are trying and tiring,
whether they're taxes or legal possession,
statements are made for what they are inquiring,
just the facts, no fancy expression.

If I turn poetic, report it in rhyme,
my pens and my pencils, gradually worn,
irked, impatient mood continues to climb,
with filling out facts sounding like corn.

Keeping all these records and spewing it forth,
a futile endeavor, not gaining in cash.
When I reflect on what this paper work is worth,
I'd like to give up and send it to trash.

@03/06/2020 Carol Welch
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