But the very next day, you appealed it away
This year, to get us some tax
I'll investigate and ensure you pay
(Chorus)
Once bitten and twice shy
I want your records, but you just seem to lie
Tell me, taxpayer, do you recognize
The mess you've made with your financial lies?
Last Christmas, I filed a report
But the very next day, you sent it away
This year, to save me from tears
I'll start a COP9 and make you obey
Crowded offices, filled with paperwork
Hidden incomes, we'll make it work
I'll trace the money, follow the trail
Your tax games won't let you prevail
Last Christmas, you thought you were slick
But the very next day, I uncovered the trick
This year, to save me from strife
I'll ensure you pay your fair share in life
Some credit is due to ChatGPT for this.
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