By Kash Mansori A poem for your amusement and edification... There once was a man named Max Who thought himself good at tax He stuffed profit in low tax jurisdictions And obtained good strong should opinions But one day along came a thing called BEPS Which added far too many steps And suddenly he didn’t know what to do Because this was far too much for him to chew So as he pondered this new quagmire He decided it was time to retire Now today he says glee-fully “No more for me OECD” - Guy Sanschagrin, WTP Advisors Poet Laureate |
