Cashless Poems - Poems about Cashless

There is nothing that I cannot forget Neither the tides Never the shores Newer terrains Nether ashes There is a fever that I see ferocious Here is a blanket Here is a blank verse Here is a blister Here is a boulder There is a slogan that I see rising Urge to utterance United hopes United tribes Ultimate miseries It is, it is a mistake that is moist It is, it...

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It's a cashless society, real money's gone Cashiers wonder what account it's withdrawn They are unaware Time's moved on I fear If you give them coins they say coins begone...

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Clean down to the bottom bill Smashing gobsmacked cashless Simply crass wealthy wanting more The silent till awaits the masses Pouncing plastic rapist rapture Stripped!! The global bankers dream! Control the dough by feckless reign A reckless chain to pitchforks once again...

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Marijuana is legal now! ~ But who will be able to cash in?...

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We never used an ATM In Stockholm, on our trip. The guide on our free walking tour Took dollars for a tip. For every other purchase We used charge cards like the Swedes, Since coins and bills, it seems, are things Today nobody needs. A sign in a museum Made the point with quite a splash: "We accept just who you are but we Are...

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You do not know. Well I do know. I say it is already here. It is computerized. And becoming more cashless every day Clean your cache....

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‘Twas a week before Christmas, not a present was bought, But I know a secret that helps me care naught. While others are out spending, and fighting in lines, I am at peace, not a care clouds my mind. Yes, I am too broke this year, can't afford to buy gifts, But Christmas is about more than what’s on...

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