Banking Poems | Examples

BANKING ON ROMANCE

Love affair
Heart to heart transactions in the air
It was a large Banking Corporation Office Tower in New York City
Eyes met
Tony and Regina’s dating set
No With drawl
Tony and Regina worked as Temps for the same agency
Worked in different departments within Investment Management Group of Stocks and Bonds
There was definitely a love thing
However, it was noticeable and plenty of observation
A regular employee of the bank stated, “Tony and Regina have romance going on
It didn’t matter, love was love
I can assure you, Tony and Regina felt it was everything to think of
They even went to Bloomingdale’s 59 and they joked around
In fact, there was this long dinner table fit for a mansion, and Tony played like he was rich and having an elegant affair, and it was a sensation
Not only was Regina impressed, there was an audience that wasn’t expected
Applaud love and Regina behind it
Nonetheless, love story genuine
Suddenly love took a down turn
Not on Regina’s part as my temp assignment had come to an end that day
Regina was out sick 
We were so busy dating, and never exchanged phone numbers
Heart struck
Love search

Some Banking Hanky Panky

A sweet young bank teller named Doris
Had a crush on her co-worker, Boris.
But one day while at work
The young clerk went berserk
When she caught Boris banging the manager, Morris.

Doris' secret admirer, Dan Danson,
Was swarthy, tall, and roguishly handsome.
But the next day while at work,
This clerk, too, went berserk,
Took an ATM hostage and held it for ransom.

Dan was embarrassed, didn't want to be caught,
And was going to shut himself up in the vault,
But Boris told him to run,
While Morris called 9-1-1,
And Doris flatly declared that it wasn't her fault.

When the S.W.A.T. team arrived on the scene,
They found everything calm and serene.
Boris told the S.W.A.T. captain that Dan
Had taken both Doris and Morris' van
And fled with the cash from the money machine.

Doris' version, when caught, was more exculpatory
And dripping with details more lurid than gory.
She'd plotted with Dan to create this diversion
To rescue her from that den of perversion,
And now Boris, and Morris, and Doris, and Dan
Are suing each other for the rights to the story.

Whats the current con-currancy

Some had bank accounts taken  t'was on the news this
Situation' 
Though some reasons were given.! That these people were un-ruly
Un-shriven?
Yet that turned out a misnomer? Or a lie.?  Maybe
Just a stumer?
Let us trust in the passage; of some time, all can't
Manage, thats.Just fine.
Will there be a retribution? On these operatives of
Institutions?
Social steerers; cheerers of default  changing, who appear
Mostly as changelings'
Should the cohorts of a feather? Get some tar as per
To the letter?
Will the emails be 'flying?' Will many pundits be vying??
Is there any reality?
Can there; be? some countering of such insanity?

Its All Bunkum, This De Banking'

Lets be frank' who would want to de-bank?
It seems like communisam.?
Not just an odd  buisniss schsim'
Theres no balance of books? At first and
Second last looks.' Theres big payouts
On ideas' and moves on genders, its really
Ballons flags and suspenders, what return
Is envusaged? As society is ravaged.'
Is there ground for class actions, against
Legal infractions? Is a bearer not promised
To be paid, to be honest ' as we note this
Reality, we observe rampant insanity a rejection
Of reason, a late summer madness amidst a
Lowering of ammounts? taken in or out of accounts!
Yet inflation considered shoud not rationality
Be delivered, good service for custom, not fabrication
And bunkum.! Is the free market not told us? in
The world vision, and action thats always sold us'
A value a co-hesion for world benefit its ever reasoned
Is this its reflection? There must be collective
Rejection!

Start Banking

Find some bank and money save
And for the future ways pave:
Good cash you should deposit
Against Hard Time’s sure visit…

When it’s right money withdraw
For spending almost a law;
To a bank go for a loan
When financially alone…

The calmest place to pay bills
Sometimes, like climbing steep hills;
Money finds security 
Not released for charity.
Own she does a bullion van
Robber tries and fails as Man…

Body with CCTV,
Security-sensitive
Attention sought from her quick
So that folks might their lips lick…

All banks customer-friendly
For straight legs and the spindly,
Staff’s outward look often smart,
For it should capture each heart…

Now involves the ATM,
So, it’s AM to AM
But when you close account
You no longer really count: 
Some would wear the longest frown
You have forfeited your crown!

Banking 101

BANKING 101…..(US) put money in…..take money out

BANKING 102…. (US) don’t put money in….take money out….repay the loan

BANKING 103…. (THEM) don’t put money in….take money out…DON’T repay the                  loan

BANKING 103.5 (Congressional version)  Don’t put any in….take it all out…print some more

BANKING 104 BANKERS ONLY…PAY YOURSELF AND STAFF A HUGE SEVERANCE BONUS

BANKING 104.1 deposit said bonus in a Cayman Island bank

BANKING 104.2  “UNEXPECTEDLY” CLOSE THE BANK 

BANKING 104.3 …. BAIL OUT THROUGH THE BACK DOOR WITH NO EXPLANATION  

BANKING 104,5  (PERSIDENTIAL VERSION) BAIL OUT THE GUYS WHO BAILED OUT 


John G. Lawless
©3/17/2023

By Doing Banking I Am Sinking

God only I now sadly blame
For my playing banking game

He did not give me guidance
Though I relied on providence

I suffer daily severe torture
Even ready for departure

God has done tit-for-tat
I am caught like a rat

I derive only dissatisfaction
Living with total dejection

Every second Hell I feel
As in huge cash I deal

My sorrow is really unlimited
To quit, I am not permitted

Throughout my heart thorns
Are pricking, my mind warns

I have not gained any talent
Nothing useful I could invent

My experience is a waste
I joined bank in a haste

For my retirement day
To God I deeply pray.

Miracle After Prayer

I
In a "decent" town, Ft. Beaufort, within 90km
I arrived about Seven in the morning
For much-needed cash from a Bank ATM
Who knew, the ATM took my card & "jammed"

II
Long story short, I met on roadside crosses
As arranged before Nine, the same morning
The back was closed before then, only ATM
No one to report a "robbery by ATM" to, 
So return later I did, joined 50-person line.

III
Query about cards chewed by ATM got no joy
A consultant I asked, gave me, "I don't know."
I rejoined the line, penultimate person in queue
I asked a cleaner, Viola, she took me to Unathi
All I did was sign a ledger, no ID asked, First in RSA

NOTE: IT is favor of God. I kept the prayer appointment, went back to town, got my Bank card, happily giving up my seat to an older gent.

A Memory of Movement

All the cold words gather
In the memory of a movement;

Where a grinning waits to be upon the face; 
Where mirrors touch their kiss 
To everything, that anyone would miss.

While we all wish that we could be awake, 
Or sleep until all days and nights 
Fall far more softly into each.

Like a curtain, we are certain 
We know the separation 

Without which there could be no journey, 
For us to force our way into.

We conceive the stain, 
Before the berry 
Touches wind or rain:

And then, 
There is movement again.

Take My Money

I see your site say -
Error: call 1-800 to pay.
There goes my day.

Why do you ask me 
To give endless ID 
To part with my money?

Profit is your mantra;
So what if Santa
Wants to pay for my Fanta?

Forget Patriot Act bullarama
My $10 drama 
Is beneath Osama.

The “main menu”  loop
Dishes “valued customer” poop
Till my brain flies the coop.

It will be worth the court fee
To have the bankruptcy trustee
Take over from me.

And that’s when you
Will put a live person through
My ass to chew.

Face Book Banking

I went to the bank for some cash
But tellers were having a gnash
The ATM died
The Manager cried
And said he'd be back in a flash

Banking On Frank

A flatulent codger named Frank
Passed wind as he queued in the bank
When he made his deposit
He shuffled like a hobbit 
The stench as he left was so rank

4/19/18

Banking Hall

The queue has moved
Am at the counter now,
I hand over my stash of cash.
“good morning” she says,
I had lost the greeting culture.
Such warmth.

Sifting through the notes
With her silken smooth fingers,
Sorting, straightening bent ears,
Stashing in safe drawer,
I wish she would
Sort out my heart
And keep it safe in a closet.
Only she would access!

Banking On Love and Hate

There's a big difference
Between love and hate
While one gives away
The other one saves
Using their hearts
Like most do a bank
In the deposit 
Of love and hate

Love in its interest
Runs rather high
With not many willing
To pay the price 
Though when banking on hate
Most people find 
Borrowing from love
Would have been wise

Because there's a big difference 
Between love and hate
Where the dividends 
Of love far out way
Anything at all that
Hate has to say
So be wise 
In where you choose to bank

Banking

Leaving banking, I am thinking about banking. When the red humour from the human system drains off, we irrigate the haematic fluid inside through vein-channels. ‘Blood Banks’ with sanguine loans come to our rescue. In cases of renal malfunction, we ransack kidney colonies for mercenary donors. Or don’t we eye greedily at the safest vaults for the bean-shaped organ - at the healthy kidneys inside the frames of our beloved ones? For grafting damaged skin, happily we become clients of ‘Skin Banks’. Those banks supply us with new apparel – bio-RMG, culled from the *****sapiens. In needs cellular, ‘Tissue Banks’ help us consummate the transaction. Aren’t ‘Eye Banks’ the last resort of the visually deprived or underprivileged ones? To cater to cerebral needs, there are ‘Brain Banks’. ‘DNA Data Banks’ through gene cartography help us circumnavigate the vast continents of bioinformatics. Oh that we only had a ‘Philanthropy Bank’ to supply us with liquefied humanity for intra-venous infusion into the sadistic, misanthropic minds!

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