Have You Done Your Taxes?

Occasion for Cussing

Numbers gather before me

Like enemy troops

They raise their rifles

I pull out my secret weapon

Turbo Tax

Certainly it will save me

If I can just find

My account websites

And remember the passwords

To print the forms

That hold the encrypted messages

Almighty Turbo Tax

Has the decoder ring

I place it on my finger

And raise my hand up high

And once more

I vow resolutely,

"I, Maery Rose,

will be better prepared

for next year’s attack!"