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Show 4 I I WALT MASON I 4 INCOME TAX BLANKS The day draws near when L'nclo Sam will send me bughouse blanks on which to state how rich I am. what coin I'ye In the banks. Already this' disturbs my dreams and makes my I days seem vain;-those Incomo blanks' are simply screams that drlvo a man insane. I pay a lawyer princely sumsj to get my blank male right; I send it In, und back It comes; I'm told it is a fright I hlro an expert who has filled tax blanks for years and years: he's an accountant doubly skilled, and he allays my fears. "This time," he says, "your blank will pass the closest clos-est scrutiny, or I will cat a pane of glass Just leave It all to me. I've filled up blanks for millionaires, and corporations, too. and I am wise to 'all tho snares that mark the reve-!nue." reve-!nue." And so he fids up every space, and deftly plays his game, and sets I thea.f Igures all In place, and has me sign my name. And so 1 send the I blank awuv , and feel a great relief, and hke a colt I dance and play but all this joy Is brief The blamod old blank comes back again from some official chap, who, with a fierce and raustlc pen, reviles ino for a sap I don't begrudge the tax I pay to help my native land, but hope to see, on I some bright day. a blank 1 11 understand. |