Friday, May 27, 2022

There was an accountant - limericks

There was an accountant called Max 
Whose main line was working in tax 
He couldn't wait 
For the 1st February date 
When he could have a rest and relax 

 There was an accountant called Grace 
Who was rather red in the face 
With her returns she was late 
And was rather irate 
But knew everything would fall into place.

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