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Tax Time It's that time of year. We all dread but wait for. Tax time has come once more. The mind goes in to number mode. Deductions and credit What do they mean. I feel a headache coming on. Social security numbers are in the right spot. Now to the bank for a refund I hope. Oh no , No refund this year There goes my house For Obamacare gets it all!
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Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 4:05 PM UTC
Tax Time
Tax Time It's that time of year. We all dread but wait for. Tax time has come once more. The mind goes in to number mode. Deductions and credit What do they mean. I feel a headache coming on. Social security numbers are in the right spot. Now to the bank for a refund I hope. Oh no , No refund this year There goes my house For Obamacare gets it all!
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Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 4:05 PM UTC
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