Wednesday, 14 May 2008
lost to taxes------3WW
balancing the receiver in the crook of his neck,
he went on scribbling something on his notepad;
apparently the phonecall did not hold attention.
in his line of work, he got ten such calls in average
on any given day. good manners made him listen
and grunt his responses, doodling all the while.
one such day, he was found in the same postion
but with a massive heart attack claiming his life;
without a will all his wealth was lost to various taxes.
"same desk, same chair, now his wife had taken over
rebuilding the lost company right from the scratch"