Paycheck Poems - Poems about Paycheck

Pulling out my card. Doesn’t seem too hard. When I’m convinced of my wealth. Despite new books on my shelf. Despite sunglasses that are new. I assumed by account was tried and true. But when the balance is none. I find myself feeling undone. I want to go back. To stop myself from getting snacks. I want to undo. Buying a shirt that is blue. I hear...

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Work, as fun as death More, more, more, they want always Sweet relief, paycheck....

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freeze lamb cocoon carrot boot skeleton mist daze...

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stationed at kissing desks I feel the implode of anxiety within this sweathouse of labor and woe telephones chime with the sweet rhythm of security being enslaved can be a joy all its own ungrateful maybe but a yet to be defined pay scale can mean so much in a bunker filled with high school grads through the fog and thunder of these...

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Do you make sure to tap all the dirt from your spikes with your bat, even if it takes two full-length TV time-outs for you to do so? Do you cross yourself once, twice, thrice, or perhaps fidget and fiddle with the letters on your uniform, no matter that they're sewn on so tightly that...

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Paycheck Paycheck Come to me Let me and My savings Rise...

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TWO WEEKS GONE BY, AND WE EARNED ANOTHER PAYCHECK. NOT MUCH TO SAY, WITH TONS OF BILLS TO PAY. WHAT DO WE SAY WITH SO MUCH TO PAY? YET WITH EVERY LITTLE DAY, WE FIND OURSELVES WITH TIRED EYES, AND A WEARY SOUL. LET US RENEW OUR LIVES, AND BRING NEW PURPOSE TO EACH DAY! GIVE US THE JOY, HEALTH, AND WEALTH OF AN ABUNDANT LIFE, WITHOUT...

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you see my car think am a star we set a bar and had this to say well i live day by day being homeless AM ONE PAYCHECK AWAY...

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life has its ups and down you feel its on the ground hard times around this i can say what day by day will play beind like this homeless AM JUST A PAYCHECK AWAY...

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Smells like power But tastes like chicken Administrative duties Make my pulse quicken Repression wears a tie Arrogance sports hose Make Bossy smile That’s how the garden grows Timeclock sphincter Clamped down tight Constipation of thought Absence of light Artistic fire snuffed Sculptor’s hand inert Bottom line worship Trade the smock for the shirt Corporate aorta Chocked with fat pride With toad-lust for power Freedom must collide...

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AND THERE’S NO PAY CHECK ON FRIDAY I revel in close calls And what I do takes balls I’m comfortable hanging by a thread While I eliminate the thought of my being dead I swim through rough waters against the tide And just keep repeating “Satan is on my side” One must be aware of what turning a corner may bring Because...

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AND THERE’S NO PAY CHECK ON FRIDAY I revel in close calls And what I do takes balls I’m comfortable hanging by a thread While I eliminate the thought of my being dead I swim through rough waters against the tide And just keep repeating “Satan is on my side” One must be aware of what turning a corner may bring Because...

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"If you're living from paycheck to paycheck, you're living beyond your means." When I tell others this they tend to get angry at very high extremes, but then what do I know? I'm just a hard working blue collar Joe whose bank account is never low. I've had all of the same responsibilities, such as paying my debts and raising...

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I am the senior cashier in a store. Most of the time my job is just a bore. My co-workers are great So the job I can't hate. The paycheck is all I'm really here for....

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