Best Rich Poems

I went to a poor man's house
There was an exquisite car in the driveway
I walked up to the grand entryway
Rang his doorbell
The chimes sounded like cathedral bells
He greeted me with a practiced smile
Welcomed me to sample his world
Together we walked across marble floors
Gazed out magnificent...

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So what are the Rule's ?

You wish to place place this wager on ?

And how is the Jury then to Judge ?

Your Bank Account
Your Real Estate 
Your Stocks and Share's 
Minks and Furs 
Supercars , Jewel's and Gold

Versus 

My 2nd Mortgage 
10 year old Car
Overdrafts...

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Dr. Seuss-style-Mister Obama Please Tax The Rich Man!


Mister Obama please tax the rich man!
The cost's are up.
The pay is down.
Tax.
TAX!
All over town.
There is tax on GAS!
There is tax on tan.
Mister Obama please tax the rich man.
There is tax on CARS.
There is tax on trees.
There is...

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If I had more than my share of gold.
Ranked favorably with Mr. Gates,
I'd travel forth to see the world,
Try all the lavish food that sates.
December would find me cruising south
And taking all my friends along.
We'd sail the seas and live in style
And without worries sing...

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By Ezar

As snow flakes fall to cover the side walk my people get tired of the side talk
Work for me You won't be financially but at least you put a couple gifts under the tree 
At least you can get your car fixed while I...

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If money was no object I wonder where I’d go
I’d love to visit friends who have just moved to Orlando

I could buy a wonderful mansion packed full of treasure
With servants to wait on me, so I could enjoy my leisure 

But to move away from...

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If I Were Rich


If I were rich, where would I live and why?
Perhaps that would depend on what is rich.
Is rich a state of mind that we apply
to wants, compared to what we have, to which

we wish for more?  Suppose new wealth for me
would...

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For Richard Lamoureux's "Any line" contest.  


Richard Seale-d Door's line:  slammed shut are the doors in "A mind made up".


You told me before
slammed shut are the doors
when my love for you went astray
I got my comeuppance
he's worth not a tuppence
and rumor has it...

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It was a week before my eighteenth birthday;
I was a drug dealer. Hooked also, but with no cares.
From a small town where no one had any money,
I figured I would get off like the rich kids whose daddies bought their freedom.

But my daddy was a...

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The rich man had one reason to smile,
The poor man only had a million......

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Not in tea leaves, in shoelaces tie existence--their harsh and meshing material
bound, tethered, undone with a gentle pull. 
 
The bunny ears
and clumsy fingers bouncing along the faux-marble
hallways: the future politicians and CEO's and poets
wiping caked mucus on the white-washed brick foundations--
babbling babbling babbling babbling.
A...

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There was a small boy
Whose heart was filled with joy
But was noisy and people he annoyed.
He was unemployed this comes to no surprise
For he was a child but was six feet high
Only at the age of five he towered over other guys
He worked at the...

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Chandelier earrings dangling
Golden bangles jingling
Thick long raven hair
Twisted and pinned in swirls
With ornate gold embellishment
Luxuriously wrapped
In silk and brocade
Lavish lengths 
Of rich flamboyant colors
Parading effortlessly
Their exotic saris
Swaying in graceful rhythm 
Gliding by on air
In exquisite hues 
And charms of opulence



Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~NAMASTE~...

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Gold as far 
As the eye can see
In awe I stood
As the sun lit up
Everything around me
Instant heiress
Of a golden estate
With unimaginable
Gilded treasures
My heart overflowed
Then in a split second
The clouds rolled back
And took it all away
My riches and my heart    



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Champagne and wine
Elixirs of the elite's delight
beverages of the upper classes
as they rendezvous and converse
amid soirées decked in elegance
mingling among their 
	latest art acquisitions
		envied, even by the Louvre



The wonderful taste of caviar
	In opulent ballrooms, near and far
		where aristocrats and fashion find their air

ah yet sometimes...

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