On a snowy winter day in Virginia, a new holiday tune has been written. I hesitate to share this, but perhaps it will “resonate” with someone:
The Virginia Car Tax Blues (White Prius)
I'm dreamin' of a white Prius…with every car tax check I write.Where the hybrids pay more, and big cars pay less,To use, Virginia's bumpy roads.I'm dreamin' of a new Prius…but I don't think it makes sense here.Low de-pre-ci-a-tion, high val-u-a-tion,You pay, more car tax every year.Now thinkin' of a used Chevy…just like the one Gramps used to drive.If you think that's crazy, you're right!But may all your Priuses…be White.
The lyrics were written a few days ago when two Virginia grandfathers, who do not know each other, were nonetheless commiserating on an on-line forum about Virginia's new hybrid fees. As it turns out, we both own white Prii (whereas Prii is the official plural form of Prius). Hey elected officials: when grandfathers have to unite to write protest songs, perhaps there is a problem.
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