Jailhouse Poems - Poems about Jailhouse

How proud they put them on display Two thousand of the first of fortyk There President Bukele did say They’ll live in the jailhouse for decades he went on boasting, in jail it’s judgement day, as he held his glass of brandy toasting inmates, suspected violent gang members moved to a new mega-prison in El Salvador Transferred to the Center of Confinement...

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I am a jailhouse artist, I paint with whatever I got, I have no brush or pigment, That can help me out, All I have is pen and paper, And some thoughts to toss about, I just do whatever I can do, To share my creativity, From my “artistic” soul for you....

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Office what do we have here, handcuffed to this big chair? She looks mighty young, what's her awesome crime? Got to affix the penalty and the time to the crime... What did she do, kill her mama and her pa...rob a bank, steal a car? She looks mighty young, was she carrying a big stick, knife, a gun? Is she...

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He said it was the booze That caused him to abuse And leave her with a bruise. The judge said, " I don't excuse. I simply must refuse Your efforts to diffuse. Your answers don't amuse. It's just your lawyer's ruse. You have too short a fuse And I've had time to peruse The reasons that she sues. My answer is ..You lose! Take the laces from...

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the jailhouse blues have consumed me the life that I lived has doomed me for all of the things I've done so wrong the law says this is where I belong society says that justice is due for a life of crime and mischief too if only I knew then what I know now I' have lived my life different somehow so here...

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My sister is in the jailhouse my nephew's too. They're all singing those jailhouse blues. In there for stealing,murder and drugs. Their moma's didn't give enough kisses and hugs. Try to ask my sis how ya doin at least once a week. She say's sister your letters are so sweet. I try to send her money to get what she needs. Our...

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The jailhouse blues have consumed me The life that I lived has doomed me For all of the things I've done so wrong The law says that this is where that I belong Society says that justice is due For a life of crime and mischief too If only I knew then what I know now I'd have lived my life different...

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Ramen noodles cooked then drained Heat the chili beans Dice up available meat Mix it together Gather the homeboys Dish it out Grub!...

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