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Orange Vs Green - Bitcoin Poem 053

Battle not for red and blue
They’re both the same machine
The real choice that’s coming up
Is orange versus green

Bitcoin holds your value well
Come join the Bitcoin scene
Skip inflation’s stealthy theft
Choose orange versus green

From Iceland to Australia 
And countries in between
People are awakening
To orange versus green

Money made by central banks
With printing that’s obscene
You can pick another way
Choose orange versus green

Break free from your assumptions
And question your routine
For everyone can benefit 
From orange over green

Money that is only made
When banksters do convene
Is money that is broken
Choose orange over green

Bitcoin Every Day - Bitcoin Poem 052

Every single passing day
Bitcoin’s stronger, come what may 
You can join us, come along
Join the stable money throng 

Every day, transactions sent
Bitcoin saved, or bitcoin spent
Every day now, someone new
Moves to Bitcoin - could be you

Start in easy, start in slow
Once begun, you’ll see it grow
Every day, just learn some more
Bitcoin opens freedom's door

Stack your bitcoin, every day
Start right now & don’t delay
Get out from inflation’s hold
Come and join the Bitcoin fold

The Simple Irony of Modern Times

When my working week is full yet my bank balance stays barren.


Chance To Finance and Lost Pants

when we took a chance
our home we had to finance
lost our shoes and pants

read a manual
how to care for spaniel
name was daniel

sunday seems to be
day God made for you and me
all of us agree

great priest obtained
is official and ordained
give sermon voice sprained

stock market plummet
after it had reached summit
then bottom had hit

To the Chameleon I Killed

I m sorry I did it in frustration,
When the urge to malice transfer
Was an obsession
And I didn’t remember to with The Sober confer
 I haven’t up till now paid for the jeans
You, unauthorized, copied their colour
And thought no good any more of the brown beans

You‘d mimicked their stylish pallor...
And you knew drop you wouldn’t a dime
For the enjoyed wonderful time,
Indeed, you were the sorry victim
And ‘luckless Hit Him’
Of my present sorry finance
And life’s mischance...
A chameleon in, any case, not a nice verse,
For the seeker of acceptance, fame in reverse

Premium Member Unwanted Guest

The House Guest

You found yourself in a bind 
and ask me if I would mind
You say you need a place to stay 
it would only be for one day

The day turned into nights 
the nights turned into days
Your entire family is here 
and drama is all that I hear

No room left for my thoughts 
my stomaches tied up in knots
Kids screaming they want fed 
and you never put them to bed

You show up with your brood 
didn't even bring your own food
I run out to the store 
but you want even more

Fighting you are up until dawn 
oh how you carry on and on
No offer has yet been made 
I am the only one who has paid

Before it was just me
now it's me and you times three 
The place is such a mess 
I don't need this distress

Expenses explode once more times four 
Let me show you to the door
Dysfunctional you are with your spouse 
Just get your family out of my house


Premium Member Why Would I Work

Why would I work the eight year old asked me.
So you can live the life.
To eliminate strife.
How lame do you think I am? said Josie.
I’ll get paid not working without a fee.

Written 12-28-2018      Contest:  Tax and Finance Limericks
                                       Sponsor: Carolyn Devonshire

Women Size 7, no preference at all. Anything would be wonderful.

Hindsight

It somehow seemed safe to depend on
The stock my life savings I’d spent on
  Till a scandalous crash
  Left me broke in a flash—
I wish I’d bought Apple, not Enron.

---

Written 22 Dec 2018 for the Tax and Finance Limerick contest sponsored by Carolyn Devonshire
Male

Trump's Golden Rule

A man who cares about tomorrow
Is certain the day will bring sorrow 
So Trump's Golden Rule
Is, "Find any fool
And live well on all you can borrow!"

Finance

Who are these? 
Pinstripe assassins, 
That stride; self satisfied, 
The world is theirs, 
To do as they wish. 
Sipping coffee, 
From little white cups 
Guardians of the system. 
Soldiers of capital, 
Unreal.

High Finance

Who controls our banking?
Ruinous fees for money lending.
Who questions their investing?
Why so dear for money lending?
Who does profit from accounting?
Our finances they're controlling,
While our economy they're ruining,
They're amassing fortunes pecuniary,
Big business for them, commercially.
Let's questions their accountability
For our faceless Australian economy,
Profits overseas they're sending---
So much for Australian banking!!!!!!

Premium Member High Finance

HIGH FINANCE


there are some humans
who are much like cats and dogs
simple minds abound
people will pay big money
and just to have them around

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