Pocket Money Poems - Poems about Pocket Money

...I love my school things: Crayons, ruler, and pad paper, Glue, sharpener, and eraser; Pens and pencils in a tin box That need not close with any locks. Some pocket money makes me s......Read the rest...

...When once upon a time one had to knock at your friends door to see if they were in because your parents had put a cap on the phone bill to stop you ringing  .... When you recycled your bottles of po......Read the rest...

...Laugh a little, laugh a lot When it’s funny, when it’s not Laugh as though you’ve gone quite mad At the jokes told by your dad If you want some pocket money Laugh as though it’s REALLY funny......Read the rest...

...There's a shop down the street where all the school kids meet; a shop of wonders and delight all wrapped up in one big bite Step inside this tasty paradise, take a bite of fudge, take another ......Read the rest...

...“What I like about photographs is that they capture a moment that’s gone forever, impossible to reproduce.” — Karl Lagerfeld Wonderful memories of yesteryear, though long ago, ......Read the rest...

...Looking back now on my adolescence so many years ago much has now past many struggles came across my path but in time the dye was cast Living in the sixties as I did the music scene affected m......Read the rest...

...Pocket Money. . Pocket money Was a way of shutting us pesky kids up At least for the rest of the week If Mum and Dad Had the luck . Fifty pence Was quickly spent Out of one hand into anothe......Read the rest...

...‘I’m gunna tell mum on you, you’re going to be in trouble, How ever long you’re grounded for, I’ll make sure it’s double! I’m gunna say you stole my lolly, I’ll tell her it was you, And then I mig......Read the rest...

...The Tank On empty, we drove on. There was no place to stop anyway. We got in the car before dawn, the kids in the back seat. the dog with them. “Good girl, good girl” stayed silent. S......Read the rest...

...Some children growing up in towns, Wear sallow faces, sullen frowns. Streetwise urchins, Jack the lads, Reminiscent of their dads. Guttersnipes roam nine to five, Scrounging ......Read the rest...

...In Kenya, they are called value-added taxes, “yani VAT”. They change and increase every year And are placed on everything under the sun. The prices increase daily, But they say it would lead to ......Read the rest...

...They call them value added taxes. In New Zealand it is called Government service tax and it is on everything. I call them the unkindest taxes of all, Any tax that punishes you for being kind to......Read the rest...

...I was always well spoken and knew how to conversate But at school I was going through too many personal problems to sit down and concentrate I couldn't pay attention in class, everything the teache......Read the rest...

...GODS WAITING ROOM Mr Black, please get down from that chair, You’ll break your legs, Mr Black replied, it would be worthwhile love Just to see your sexy pegs, As you pass by my room and go up ......Read the rest...

...Think I need a husband to hold my fragile hand. Now I need a husband to open up a can. I could use a husband to put the garbage out. Would never want my husband to scream nor cuss or shout. ......Read the rest...