Bank Poems - Poems about Bank

My piggy bank gets fed, At least once a week. I do what my Momma said. I push the coins in the top of his head. Momma said, " You should feed your piggy every day! ...

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we were young and dumb, but not reckless, two boys skimming the edge of fear, a twenty-year-old shadow and his seventeen-year-old brother, riding the spine of Interstate Ten, from Tallahassee to San Diego, then back to Florida— outlaws without blood on our hands. the first time was the hardest, hearts pounding like fists against the ribcage. a small-town branch, the teller's wide eyes, hands shaking as she filled the...

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Bank Card My bank card, whose Dutch, has some inkling of alien happenings. ...

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Unafraid of talisa shaw fraud in Tampa 8 22 1972 back off did you forget you cashed a check on my behalf for 49thousand dollars then withdrew the funds to deposit into a chase bank of Appleton created fraud in my account bank of America December 7th 2003 Allstate personal injury my traumatic brain injury demand...

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A small bank When I visit my bank, which is a small rural one the bank lady who warns me not to overspend and my wife meets I go for a coffee across  the road, they are both from Congo and have a lot to talk about The business in the bank is done, forenoon  the prize of pig feed and...

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Good job to you, red piggy I'll use you for good My plan for you is big For this Christmas. Sorry, I'll butcher you now I'll have to pay my loan debt Anyway, I'll save you then after....

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A man with dreams, so bright and grand, Sought capital from a bank's cold hand. He borrowed much, with hope so high, Bet his house, beneath the sky. The bank’s burden, a weight unseen, He turned to cheer in a bar’s dim sheen. With borrowed funds, he drank his fill, A fleeting joy, but fate’s cruel thrill. A girl beside, with eyes that...

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Bank rolled by billionaires No matter Tuesday, November 5, 2024 still one hundred and eight days away, (thank you Julian Date Calendar - FOR LEAP YEARS ONLY), I believe a foregone conclusion that Donald Trump will win based on the pathetic debate performance between Joseph Robinette Biden Junior, and Donald John Trump in tandem with the stellar performance of the latter at the Republican National Convention, which...

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rising from bed in the morning seeking shelter when it's storming idly whiling stray hours away dreaming there will be better days fabricating a self-image with a more prominent linage doodling on back of a letter shunning life as a go-getter paying of various taxes wielding rhetorical axes stopping by the grocery store dealing with muscles which are sore waiting in the queue at the bank musing why...

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Minding as we step, counting crocuses we walk, taking snowdrop stops, sharing with the afternoon, joys of two boys now it's spring....

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When Hank wanted to pull a prank He would have God Himself to thank sank into a corrupt bankrupt bank Haiku Sort of o would love from above...

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I can see the world spread below As I glide and soar up here so high, I can even catch an image there With my patent magic eye. There’s a metal bird to the left of me On its steady way to France. I have swooped, circled and dived it, Led it a merry little dance, Till the seated driver waved me Half angrily...

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Let’s Rob the Bank Let’s rob the bank Take all our money And the overdraft Go somewhere sunny Let’s rob the bank Escape the monotony Worry about nothing Eat bread and honey Let’s rob the bank Rent an huge flat Somewhere in the sun Buy a Siamese cat Let’s rob the bank Let them do the worry We’ll live it up Life in a hurry What about the kids Your son my daughter We...

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I only bank on God There is no love in their eyes There is no mercy on their hearts There hands are ready to devour This is the life we survived This is the hard demons we fight They are always ready There ambitions are clear How can I trust my destruction How can I hope on my...

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Once I saw a man rob a bank He ran out leaving the bank blank He ran away in a boat He thought was great, the G.O.A.T But the boat was cheap, so he sank...

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