Best Bail Poems
King George has spoken
The economy is broken
And he doesn’t know what to do
His financial plan he defends
To bail out his billionaire friends
And put the screws to me and you
It’s time we broke our silence
And showed them some violence
And take the fight to the street
If we’ve come to expect it
And we just accept it
Then we have already been beat.
King George is in a hurry
He is starting to worry
He wants a bailout with no rules
He strongly believes
He and his billionaire thieves
They can play the whole nation for fools
The king’s not in good health
In spite of his wealth
Possibly this is only a rumor
When the surgeons began to cut
The pimple on his butt
They found out it was a brain tumor
The billionaires are thrilled
The middle class have been killed
They will have no regulation
They will be free
To destroy you and me
And enslave the entire nation.
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Well I was just trying to reach the other side
Couldn't swim
So I tried to fly
But I lost my wings
And if you don't mind
Could you bail me out please
One more time?
.
Ten years old at the swimming hole
That ol rope swing took a part of my soul
Grabbed that rope but I couldn't let go
I fell off and broke my toe
They laughed at me when I was ten years old
.
Well I was just trying to reach the other side
Couldn't swim
So I tried to fly
But I lost my wings
And if you don't mind
Could you bail me out this
One more time?
.
17 in my daddy's truck
A settin there working my courage up
She was bout to say yes when the sheriff pulled up
It happened to me man of all the luck
.
Well I was just trying to reach the other side
Couldn't swim
So I tried to fly
But I lost my wings
And if you don't mind
Could you bail me out maybe
One more time?
.
At 24 I was outta my mind
All strung out
And running blind
No place to go and in a four way bind
I'd gone too far and crossed the line
.
Well I was just trying to reach the other side
Couldn't swim
So I tried to fly
But I lost my wings
And if you don't mind
Could you bail me out just
One more time?
.
When He called to me
I just couldn't let go
I thought I'd gone too far
And lost my soul
But He held on tight
Love made me whole
He bailed me out even when I couldn't let go
.
Well I was just trying to reach the other side
Couldn't swim
So I tried to fly
But I lost my wings
And if you don't mind
Could you bail me out Lord
One more time?
Rina Tina Rose Belly
Gossip with Moon Shelly
Looks forward Tulu
Nothing found blue
Little stars make a bright rally.
Grand mother tells a funny tale
Tina’s sleeping, have a great fail
Mom’s giving cake
All happy and take
Rina’s speaking `give G. mother bail.’
dreams are beings
incarcerated inside of sleep,
and we petition for their freedom as poets.
Close your eyes, build a beautiful world
and bring it back in handcuffs.
There was once a young girl named bail
Who was scared by the sight of a scale
She worked out all day
So the doctor would not say
Bail Bail step up on the scale
Thieving out, can Law be so mundane
that twice the livelihood of theft is so renamed,
how look away, the recipe so plain
the Capitol of claiming's, not the same!
The bail out spending bubbles is insane
no effort, leverage only paper's feign,
invest to say it's so, while purpose lame
is stumbling for cognition in acclaim!
The bail out, but a landfill of waste's shame
a petty arbitration, labor's train
is turned to inundation, big banks aim
the tax payers rumble ne'er keeps their work's gain!
Beat spouse
Called louse
In funk
Got drunk
Left bar
Drove car
Cop stopped
Got popped
Smelled booze
Bad news
Tests muffed
Handcuffed
To jail
No bail
Court date
Learned fate
Judge gowned
And frowned
One year
Oh dear
Confined
He pined
Short shrift
Wife miffed
Entry for Caren Krutsinger's "Try A New Style" Contest
I breath you in deeply,
I softly exhale;
I longed for you to greet me'
As I lay alone in my cell.
My soul has no sail,
And nor my mind awaken;
Not a witness of my tale,
My body is all that is taken.
I try and I may fail,
To release what I have stolen;
My mind fills faster as I bail,
I grasp the bars till I am swollen.
We scrounged up
Every penny we could
The night the policemen took you.
We had thirteen dollars
For your five hundred dollar bail.
we when on town
began to clown around
ran is to a cop
told us to stop
we refuse and got bop
than under a lock
well w you seel
to talk our way out this
we fail
so we had to make
BAIL
She Posted Bail!
We had a fight
I went to jail
She still loves me!
She posted bail!
Copyright McCuen 2008
The story could not become stale:
Farouk had pilfered from a mail;
Also, in some shop picked a pail
And, yet, another a huge bale...
When things began to read "Jail"
Farouk had already turned tail
And for waiting ears had his tale:
That he had come to some friends hail,
One of them male and the other female.
Then, a Ben chose to at him rail,
Swearing to lock him up, no bail:
For simply leaning on a bale
And insisting he'd touched a pail,
His guilt linking with his face pale
And this repeating without fail...
So, please, Smart Cops should not me nail,
For this is all about False Trail.
after the bust
i when thur this stuff
finger print
it was denr
but tent
my skin was pail
but i made
BAIL
you can
hands cuffs hand
mabe sit in jail
face looks pail
waiting for the mail
then you get
BAIL
WHY DID THE GOVERNMENT ELECT TO BAIL OUT THE CORPORATIONS AND SEND
ABSOLUTELY NO AIDE TO HELP OUT THE LITTLE MAN…??
WE NOW DO HAVE A NEW ADMINISTRATION ABOARD, WHICH IS ACTUALLY TRYING TO
ISSUE US A NEW STIMULUS PLAN…
SO WITHIN THESE TROUBLING TIMES LETS ALL PRAY; THAT FOR THE SEAT OF THE
PRESIDENCY THE RIGHT MAN RAN…?
WITH FORECLOSURES AND UNEMPLOYMENT AT AND ALL TIME HIGH; LET’S PRAY THAT
PRESIDENT OBAMA CAN HELP US OUT OF THIS FINANCIAL JAM…!
ALL THE SUFFERING WE FACE PRESENT US WITH PAIN, DEJECTION, AND SORROW
BUT JUST REMEMBER THAT THE CRISIS IS JUST A NUMBER’S GAME; SO THE LORD SHALL
BLESS YOU ALL WITH A BETTER TOMORROW …!!
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