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Dear Ms. IRS Employee,
Grazing through the news fodder of another day, I noticed a memo from your supervisor’s office, claiming that your agency may be reading my emails, checking my personal records, and even following my…
Today’s Visit With Al
If fear wasn’t so strong
I think I would take off
For a little trip
On an island somewhere
All…
Do you have a relationship with your IRS?
Dear Ms. IRS Employee,
Grazing through the news fodder of another day, I noticed a memo from your supervisor’s office, claiming that your agency may be reading my emails, checking my personal records, and even following my habits. It is with this in mind that I have written to you, in hopes that you will read this and we can be friends…or maybe something more.
You see, for years I have suspected that you have had some romantic interest in me. Your office has- on occasion- sent copious amounts of correspondence to remind me of our “on again-off again” relationship in the past. And, while I admit, I was flattered, I never really believed that such an important person could find me so attractive. After all, I usually only file a standard 1040 form.
But then you started paying closer attention to me. You reminded my accountant that the two…
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#FWF Free Write Friday; It was a Dark and Stormy Night
I remember it was a warm Spring day. Mamahad been making a point to tell…
If fear wasn’t so strong
I think I would take off
For a little trip
On an island somewhere
All alone away from all
The visit with Al
Was too much to bear
His pain was at an all
Time high his cries
Never stopped and it
Was breaking my heart
I was told he has
Lost seven pounds this week
And this caused
My heart to race
And it felt like it skipped beats
I helped him all I could
But I ended up doing no good
I cried with him for
The first time today
Our hearts were joined
In searing pain holding
Onto life with trembling hope
I helped him to lie down
After lunch and then the potty
His crying never stopped
As he told me words
That I understood
Please Terry take me home
I want to be with you
I choked and trembled
As he shook my roots of strength
I sat down on the bed
Beside him and grabbed
His hands placing them in mine
I told him that I promised
I was working as fast as I can
That I would have him back
Where he belonged
Then he looked at me one more time
And I could barely hear
The words he strained to tell me
Please don’t let me die in here………….
Terry Shepherd
04/12/2013
Daily Prompt; Decisions, Decisions
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