Posted by: W. E. Poplaski | November 13, 2008

POEM OF THE DAY: Those Annual Bills

by Mark Twain (1835 – 1910).


Those Annual Bills


These annual bills! these annual bills!

How many a song their discord trills

Of “truck” consumed, enjoyed, forgot,

Since I was skinned by last year’s lot!


Those joyous beans are passed away;

Those onions blithe, O where are they?

Once loved, lost, mourned—now vexing ILLS

Your shades troop back in annual bills!


And so ’twill be when I’m aground

These yearly duns will still go round,

While other bards, with frantic quills,

Shall damn and damn these annual bills! 



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