TITLE

TO THE TAX GATHERERS

AUTHOR(S)
Stanley, Irene
PUB. DATE
February 1940
SOURCE
Saturday Evening Post;2/17/1940, Vol. 212 Issue 34, p61
SOURCE TYPE
Periodical
DOC. TYPE
Poem
ABSTRACT
The article presents the poem "To the Tax Gatherers," by Irene Stanley. First Line: You may take my house and; Last Line: your backs on !
ACCESSION #
21165665

 

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