Real Estate Poems - Poems about Real Estate

Who’s putting up them signs everywhere, anyway? “For sale by owner” Seems to matter who owns what What? What does it mean to be real Desperate enough to spin the wheel To be a citizen of democracy Requires incredible sacrifice Usually blood and definitely tears The hypocrisy stops now With years and years of reckless...

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When your only home is your body a home that took a lifetime to build with your own blood your mortar bound with your own bruises brick by brick when you are cut and measured by your parents but still find a piece of fertile land on which to build your home and tend a garden with the sweat and...

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Apartments are expensive With an extra monthly fee For maintenance, which I can Understand, to a degree. But in an advertisement For a condo that’s for sale, A factor was included That would make some people bail. Along with monthly maintenance, The purchasers would pay Nine hundred for utilities But, more outrageous, they Would have to shell out, with no choice, (Get set for Oh, my goshing!) A fee...

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Squirrel agent showed him thousands of trees this particular client being very picky how about this one she'd plead no he'd say not enough leaves She'd say this one is nice but he'd disagree saying too many squirrels means no privacy after weeks of driving around they got into a rut basically the squirrel agent about to give up As a last resort...

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I procured this entire planet For you, the world was never enough A honeymoon real estate Somewhere to relax and have a laugh I wanted something private Private islands are a dime-a-dozen This is a great future investment On Mars, you'd be the first citizen Girl, our love is a hot red iron Spreading on the red planet like wildfire You know I'm not just...

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In the Sunday paper, I can't wait To read the section "Real Estate." From articles that do entail Descriptions of the homes for sale To stories of where folks have looked, I'm riveted and really hooked. I check the prices, note the taxes, Find the parks where one relaxes; Scan the photos for decor, Observe each window, roof and door. I try to picture living...

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Curl of smoky streaks Joss stick messages; Heaven bound ~~~~~~~~~ Temple visit Feast day moments; Talk to the dead ~~~~~~~~~ Bright Hill Temple Where rites bring peace; Family gathering ~~~~~~~~~ Temple verandah, Spacious prayer courtyard; Surreal this heaven ~~~~~~~~~ Closed eyes salute An inner realm calls; Spiritual insight ~~~~~~~~~ Here we gather Offer our earthly harvests; Poignant celebration ~~~~~~~~~ Briefly we come Ply food offerings; Gratitude tells ~~~~~~~~~ Columbarium niche Earthly ashes laid; Fond remembrance ~~~~~~~~~ All Souls Day By parents' niche tomb; Familiar voices speak ~~~~~~~~~ Echoes in hallway Death talks...

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Earth's death seems to be in our stars End comes from the greed planet's scars But the rich have reach And will visit the beach Near estates they've purchased on Mars...

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Real Estate Jargon Explained By Elton Camp When a house is for sale there’s good reason why Trouble can come to anyone who advertises a lie If the sellers certain expressions carefully choose It will become easy the careless buyer to confuse “This house is simply loaded with charm.” Means we hope old and ugly won’t alarm If you see it’s a “Pet...

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The fallen nest of life whose straw lay strewn, holds no bidders. The ransacked burrow ...caved in, holds no retail value. The marsh land paved, still resonates through your cup of tea. Twas their last plea; which you ignored. Real estate is only profitable when built by people. ...But animal real estate holds more value....

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Fingerprints on frozen windows Night of wonder Avenue of lost souls She waits..maybe his shadow will play the "game of shapes" on walls of skyscrapers The street is as naked as her heart She knows she's not so good looking on the outside but what a rhapsody of soul... even the marine layer cries with joy on balconies of roses. I hold her...

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master's of art , together they designed two seperate kingdoms , only one to reside amongst us they test ,our strength , our might a theater uncommon to common sight the most ancient of wars , the heavenly fued breakdown the structure , become unglued birthing of twins , constant companions eventually choose our elected battalions conflict , campaign , is considered...

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