Best Skint Poems

Where i live is so serene countryside green and wild,
To lose yourself here , takes me back to a child;
When puddles were oceans ,and mountains...

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Can’t stand it anymore
So dirt broke
Can’t afford to build a life
Too ill to work
Too busy to work
Too many failures
No chance to succeed
Nothing going right
Why is...

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T'were the night after Christmas, 'n' the house was all dark.
Not much money for 'lectric in the ol' trailer park.
Ma waitin' tables at the club...

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Here we go again,
I’ll have to count to ten,
It’s Christmas time once more,
Christmas songs ‘n every store.

It’s bound to cost a mint
It’s gunna make me...

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The Great Bell of Bow

I feel such a Steam Tug and no Porkies
Some Tea Leaf Half Inched me Jam jar

In me local Nuclear Sub you...

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Nothing But Lint

Nothing but lint 
in my pocket.
 It could be said
that I am skint.
I did have cash
to start the day.
 But money, 
no sooner...

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She come in ter the world as Mary Anne walker, 
But Polly Anne Nichols she took as 'er name.
Frough cicumstance she were a mistress of...

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The Great Bell of Bow

I feel such a Steam Tug and no Porkies
Some Tea Leaf Half Inched me Jam jar

In me local Nuclear Sub you...

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i,m a little robin flying around,
looking for food that may be lying around,
up high in the air to see what i can see,
out pops a...

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This no-bituary appears in print,
not to tell you where and when he went
it's merely just to give a hint
he's started on a brand new stint

Forget-you-not's...

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Ramblings On A Winter's Day
© Ben Burton

Of all the words that have been written
And all the words yet to be writ
Few will count, most will...

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A Couple Of Nags


A couple of fellows who weren't very bright
Got terribly drunk in the pub one night
It gave them a bit of a shock...

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Christmas is a busy time,
Commercialized therefore I am skint,
Cant afford to feed myself,
So its soggy sandwiches and mints.

The big day is one week away,
Yet I...

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Whats all them kids doing on them streets?
Mostly from families on social security meats.
Annoying good old folk with skint praying knees.
From the honky tonk followers...

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>The 44th and 45th Presidents of the United States of America.
By Stanley Russell Harris
The new mad author & Poetry Soup Honourably Mentioned

In this, ‘our world,’...

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