April 18, 2011 5:01 PM
My seasonal job now comes to an end
I'm through with completing 1040s, my friends
No more complaints of "how much do I owe?"
Or sighs, which mean "My money - where did it go?"
No more deductions on Schedule A
All of you clients can now go away!
For now I'll stay home and return to my life
Of disinterested housekeeper and bumbling wife
Searching for a new job can be such a bore
Employment that hopefully can pay me much more
Than the pittance I got making taxpayers groan
And answering their tax questions all day, on the phone
Now I'll sleep when I want, and cook like a pro
Since I have so few errands, and nowhere to go
I'll dress like a bum and read blogs through the day
And generally loaf when The Mister's away
He'll think I worked hard when he comes back to town
Never suspecting the nonsense that's been going down
I'll charm him with tales of my week's long list of chores
That I'll do twenty minutes 'fore he walks in the door!
Shhh...don't tell him, okay?