Deductions are so hard to find.
I lost my mind.
Where can I go?
I want to know.
My children are much older now.
They won’t allow
a gift from me
a shopping spree.
Next year I’ll give to charity.
but I agree
I can’t delay
that sad tax day.
Minute poem that has twelve lines with 60 syllables in total.
The rhyme scheme is aabb, ccdd, eeff.
The lines are 8444, 8444, and 8444.
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