Best Wallet Poems

My wallet has credit cards
And my I.D.
(My license to drive
With a picture of me.)

My library card and
My store discount stash
Share limited space with
My limited cash.

Insurance I.D.'s,
Safety pins and receipts
Nestle next to my photos,
Such room-hogging treats.

Appointment reminders,
My pass for the Zoo
Stretch the leather along with
My Garden...

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Non descript brown wallet
Slightly bent at the edges
Indent of cards on leather
Inside is a Driver’s license
Credit card
Debit card
Building pass
Right hand side
Photos of children
Train pass
Metro card
Retail card from a drug store chain
Six singles in front
Larger denominations in rear
Five, tens and one twenty
Tucked behind the photos
Is an...

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In front the table
Filled with hustlers and gamblers
Wallet ripped open...

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Uncle Scrooge had lost his wallet
He went mad and chased a pullet
He fell down the glen
Ended in  cow pen
Mr.Scrooge had to bite the bullet...

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Money in the wallet is worth a million in the market!


All rights released into Public Domain...

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It is true that I
in my years of life, never
seen such emptiness....

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I've got Jesus's face on a wallet insert
by Michael R. Burch

for the Religious Right

I've got Jesus's face on a wallet insert
and "Hell is for Queers" on the back of my shirt.
And I uphold the Law,
for Grace has a Flaw:
the Church must have someone to drag...

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My wallet,
Made of shining black leather.
I bought it a decade ago,
From a Lacoste shop.
It fitted well in the rear pockets
Of my blue denims.
It was happy,
Stuffed and loaded with notes,
Of different strengths.
It even looked overjoyed when
I tucked in your photograph
in one of its slots with a...

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and she stares back 
through the small window
placed precariously on the hearth
catching my sporadic glimpse.

this morning is different
an interrupted rendezvous,
a young man your arm holds
casting that familiar smile
	
	(One plus one equals two)

these voices remind me through
a Pablo Neruda window sill
exiled by the note found 
wants...

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On Friday night whilst I, in boredom, was channel hopping, 
through lots of rubbishy programmes, including shopping.
I regret to admit that I found me, 
reached out to and touched by satellite, God TV, 
Lots of pop singers and glamour there, 
and a message for all...

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Bulge In Your Wallet

From the bulge in your wallet
I can see the outline of a ring
Are you sure you are ready?
To be carrying that kind of thing

Don’t allow pressure to make you do
Something you’re not ready for
The consequence of your actions
Is nothing to ignore

Have you...

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Wallet is empty
Heart with no money
This pencil and pad 
Make me very glad
It’s all that I have 
Scribbling down words
Of things that are me 
Things that make me sad 
Or make me real mad
The inside of me 
Is what you can read 
Times might seem...

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Listen...carefully,
     and ye kin hear
the muffled (dollar us -
dolorous) sound ache
king plaintive very loosely
     analogous to duck cry

of mourning, didst awake
ken to the somber news
     solemnly shared by
me - Doctor Quackenbush,
sans strapping beefcake
quaking...

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A man with cash shopped at a used car lot
Where met a cute, winsome young harlot
Smiling, he took it in stride 
When she offered him a ride
He loved the trip ‘til he missed his wallet....

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On my way to work this morning,
Sandwiched between two perverts,
I opened my eyes to look beyond the sky;
Someday, I will be out of this bus!

Standing in an overloaded BRT is quite a challenge,
Different flavors  of armpit odor diffused through the air;
From the rotten tomato...

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