Best Banknotes Poems

There's a little town in Ouyen Vic.'' Under 1200 people so
I'll tell you bout aspects; of it sort'a quick!
There's Clarys slate bush etching, in three d real fine.!
And a little hairdressers that comes to mind.?
The conveniance store.' And theres some more.!
Like the old English banknotes...

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Hello people I know
I know the people we are
the kind of people from here
passed out in a shack
with a butt and a beer
or outside in the road.
And the wind cries and drives
one of us to his knees
while the moon lights up
a line of pine trees
that...

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Fake banknotes,
Bought hotel,
Went to jail....

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What would the rich do without the poor?
If there was no poor to clean the floor
What would the rich do without the poor?
If there was no one to guard the door
What would the rich do without the poor?
When we go to the convenient store?
What would...

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Cute long legs with strappy lacy shoes
Glamor wears and classy hairdos
Eloquent speech with flawless quotes
Elegant grace and so much banknotes
All they see is a damsel  in pearls
All She wants to be is that ordinary girl

Miss perfection with expensive condos
Always found in exclusive talk shows
Every...

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The issue's not yet signed and sealed.
Three cogent answers hold the field,
and no-one knows which is the best.
I'll set them out before you, lest
the question go a-begging.
                  ...

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Is the occultist aware she’s daring,
That she carries the shadiest orifice?
No.
She just defecates and scars remain.


Akin to the likes of an unmarketable comedian:
passion on one side, narcissism on the other.
‘Twas unforeseen.


Enemies working together,
Exchanging callous banknotes.


No one had foreseen this.


Eventually, she’ll cripple
from depositing and withdrawing.
But no...

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The young lackey cries
For the glorious achievements
That featured his past

His dreamy head flies
Daydreaming of contentment
That he's always last

His present is bleak
With overgrown overcoats
Torn beyond repair

His future is weak
Without the thousand banknotes
That makes life all fair...

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Wide Awake At Two Plus Hours After Midnight...
(actually, now at present time juiced 
well nigh high noon same day)

On this January nineteenth
tooth thousand and nineteen
dogged by an earlier notion
searching soul to glean,
(while at Collegeville Diner)
above place previously wrought 
poem hammered from this peon
expounded possibly seen,

asper...

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All the world in fear
the danger's presence near
the evil that we do
is driven by what ever you
want this world to be

And is it you
or is it me
can you tell me where the dividing lines begin
all the things we've heard
all the pain and love we've shared
still...

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AUTUMN  :  COMPULSIVE   GAMBLER


Waste leaves no  gain
Only   loser-game  pain. 
Autumn  squanderer,  late season gambler,
Compulsive,  forced  spender,
Staking  every  last  gold penny.
Feels he can afford the luxury,
Throws  his  yellow banknotes...

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In my jacket pocket
I once found a banknote
Completely forgotten

In my trouser pocket
I once found a banknote
Washed to extinction

I said I didn’t need it
The banknote discretely placed
In my packpocket

Walking down main street
I once found a banknote
Blowing softly in the wind

I remember my first payday
Banknotes and coins...

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In convolution's  twist the puppets dangle
And by intellectual snobbery
Confound themselves in obscure philosophies
Within this miasma of strings
Bring thier selfrighteousness to weigh
 And heavily obey the populace

Puppets mouth the marionette of speach
Chatter with placatory promises 
Gather their idiot payment taxes
Weaving the jerking kink of threads
Into...

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Stricken with anguished nausea

Written three years ago tomorrow, 
yet superimposed (likened to 
emotional palimpsest) upon 
mental state of yore
recent post traumatic stress 
triggered courtesy war
torn legally tendered greenbacks, 
where enemy bonded, heisted, and netted 
mine life savings, he 
(who fabricated conspiracy 
implicating Citizens Bank employees,...

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The homeless slept out in the cold
Because all the preachers loved gold
Until they could see
Its better to be
Pocketing large banknotes that fold...

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