Poetic Venting

 

"Let 'em Eat Cake"

Is Governor Baldacci the reincarnation of Marie Antoinette?

 

"Please, I'm disturbed by the noise that you make,

If you can't make your  bread,

You'll have to eat cake!

 

Your car broke down while I was out golfing?

Relax, check in for a session of rolfing.

 

We're bowling and skiing, it doesn't tax us,

If your car doesn't work,

You must ride the bus!

 

If there's no bus and you can't get to work,

Stay home, bake a cake,

Stop grousing, you jerk!

 

As Mainers we must host all for their pleasure,

We can't help those folks whose work ethic's a treasure!"

 

This poet ponders and looks at new taxes,

His car's all broke down while our gov'nor relaxes.

Taxing repairs will punish the poor,

While bowlers and golfers don't have to pay more.

 

And then, when its winter, the weather is cold!

The poor person's car needs repair 'cause its old,

Its sales tax increasing the bill that he's seeing,

While pleasurful folks go scot free for their skiing.

 

Logic does dictate that taxes are there,

We know its important, we should pay our share.

While others seek pleasure, it just isn't fair,

That those who must work pay tax on repair.