Unaccountable Poem by Ima Ryma

Got audited by I.R.S.
Told me I owed more tax amount.
The auditor said I had less
Dependents than ones I did count.
This single mom was confused since
Twelve dependents I surely had,
And even brought the evidence,
But was rejected, made me mad.
The auditor tried to explain
That my count was too early when
I'd counted my eggs newly lain,
Not allowed a tax paying hen.

Counting dependents - there's a catch,
Can't count my chickens till they hatch.