Billionaire Poems - Poems about Billionaire

My usual meditation in the morning Was abruptly breached by a mosquito Tearing the quiet of the moment growing The vanished scar is an adverse memento. It was seen at my foot immovably stuck Inflated with blood like a drunk A billionaire sunk Into the quagmire of life Removed from the dishonestly acquired bunk. The dead...

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Sam had cleared his debt, when Death came calling So, his funeral no barrier stalling. Sam's interment is as good as the held: Twenty-one gun salute; trees shall be felled! I see Sam laughing, on the ground falling, Sam as a ghost amused, even balling, All round him women a sweet name calling; In his honor many to go mailing! In their Spirit...

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They say I inflated It's they that conflated Political lies with their version of facts. The mess they created Will long be debated Another attempt to silence and styme. As often I've stated Which leaves them frustrated I'm worth every cent of the Billions I claim. The reason I'm fated And by some surely hated Is my obvious success and the money I make. Letitia's now grated Quite...

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BILLIONAIRE BLAIR AND POOR PIPER Ice cold world, late night rain fog, Thought I saw, coming at me, a lone thug. Certainly a sin for a billionaire like me going to meet a friend at late hour, walking off this street. Then I met old wraggled poor Piper, Out of the fog, crawling up on me like a viper. Then I said...

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am deep in despair when we met a billionaire less could really care did see night and day crimes spread out in an array About sad things say did see dust like suet found remainders from a foot none alive knew it sad about their sake as walls of building would shake up pieces did break through rubble will toil weather was hot and would boil to country are...

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He slept in his car in a park not to far from where he lived homeless, no food making a way the best he knew attended college a degree or two nevertheless lost everything went down the fast hill until one-day he was handed a bag he reached inside and laughed food for the soul oh no, it was a lot of money wrapped in some foil the person...

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There was a man from Australia, Who in life was an utter failure, ...

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An Economy spirals up in euphoria, enslaving Casinos, Supermarkets, Malls. Lavish and happy hedonists in quicksand, relish in desert of drudgery, not so small. As we dance, an orgy and frenzy of 'Plenty', Mother Earth looks fragile. Thousand channels on TV.... Commercial 'Breaks' bonding ornate families. Fizzy drinks decor, fountains in creams of ice. Chocolates, cheese and clothes in arid paradise. Bourgeois entities consume...

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You made a lot of money selling lewd photos of nude Then you parlayed your profits into cyber surfing — triple X cinema ***** crude Nasty video sex business you were so into Your vested interest was a skin flick portfolio bankroll ... Dirty money bottom line Letting curious customers put their cyber bit coins into the virtual pay slot So they can take...

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I escaped her coil Her incessant boil Back into the soil Stronger than ever like a pole Buried like a piece of cole Alone and blinded like a mole Digging for gold with my nail(s) From life’s endless anaconda toil And into the world I can rule One of seven billion soul(s) With so many hands to catch me when I fall So many ears...

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A land so massive with infinite opportunities its dwelling consisting of purchased territories history stained in the late 18th century by bloody rift between its vertical ends A married bachelor with itchy interests a wonderfully smiling acquaintance and a good friend who hangs unto the outside window after saying goodbye and his greed masked by synthetic virtues. Manufacturing is becoming more of an...

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Chilling on a Fendi sofa in some Gucci loafers, watching Oprah eating alligator-n- okra, above my fire place on the wall, I have a picture of me -n- a vulture, I turned the channel 2 B.E.T., now I’m being entertained by my culture, I want 2 be a billionaire, well I better raise up of this...

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I put money in the stock market, knives were cut sharply diapers remained unchanged and paper was stationery toilet paper touched a new bottom, switches were off feathers were down. the pigs are feeding at the trough Maurice Yvonne September 8 2014 Chastuska Me - Poetry Contest Dr. Ram Mehta...

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There was a great businessman from Kyrgyzstan that earned money extremely fast, gone far ahead from Bill Gates, Donald Trumps and Lee Hant, from Arabian sheikhs and Russian oligarchs, sucked money from oil and gas tubes, even the richest man in the planet, mister Putin, who has created the Kremlin joint venture, and others publics initiations quenched...

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Start spyt Wha’you’sayin Wonder by field I live To divvy divulging I breath only heavily My Asians are healthy...

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