Short Bankroll Poems

Short Bankroll Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Bankroll by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Bankroll by length and keyword.


Wash Day

The wife just went to spend a dime
But found she uncovered a crime
Inside the bowl
Was a bankroll
Of Ben Franklins sinking in slime
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Pauly's Bank Deposits

Pauly’s Bank Deposits Pauly’s passkey Pickup hiccups Passbook Facebook Payload payroll Honey money Crossbow bankroll
5/18/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021 ©
Form: Footle

Premium Member God's Kindest Plan - Ink

Welcome the stranger, take in the orphan
Comfort the mourner, call on the widow  
Do not let depressed folks sink into woe
Bankroll the poor man, do all that you can



                March 08, 2020
           Kind Ink Poetry Contest
          Sponsor: Charles Messina
Form: Verse

Premium Member Twenty-One All the Time

One of my many foibles is greed. I have placed myself in a bad situation indeed. If I only hadn't sat at this blackjack table today. My depleted bankroll won't permit me to stay. I am flummoxed by the way the dealer pulls twenty-one. That's it. I am over and done.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Choosing To Believe

The weight of old age increases with time, dragging spirits down a depressive hole. And taking pills, prescribed to ease your pain, the last years are anything but sublime. You question if believing in a soul, is vain. You squirrel away cash you'll never spend just in case hard times should show up again. But you pray you'll never need that bankroll, choosing to believe God’s will, in the end, will reign. (Curtal Sonnet) 6/27/2021


Premium Member Real Change

The poor man and the politician both live off the dole.
                         It's just that
       The mole gets a larger slice of that whole.

                     Want real change?
                     Structural change?
                       Lasting change?

     Let us, the TAXPAYERS, change up those doles;
           That'll put a hole in the mole's soles!
         After all, it's OUR MONEY, our bankroll--
       Shouldn't we ought to grab the CONTROLS?
Form: Rhyme

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