Short Epstein Poems

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


Premium Member Clerihew Epstein

Immigrant Jacob Epstein
became a 'sir' in due time
Sculptured bronze portrait bust
his Coventry St Michael is a 'must'
Form: Clerihew


Money Talks

Kavanaugh and Trump will define
Auditions for Epstein online
If you're young and juicy
Just Email: FurrLucy
Step up to the pump on Prime Time!
Form: Limerick

Premium Member petrified balls

His building plans as seen on zoom
Resemble an old Pharoah’s tomb
Though Epstein is dead
Jeffrey's king-sized bed
Makes a grand stage for Trump's ballroom
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Blue Bird

What if Epstein was a blue bird ready to sing
Despite being found dead of a rope’s swing

Did he hide secrets of wealthy pedophiles
Pictures tell a thousand stories no denials
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Injustice For All



Injustice For All a slap on the wrist unaccountable justice? Acosta Epstein... countless of women are pissed a signed sketch denier's been seen
© I Am Anaya  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka


John Grisham

John Grisham,
when asked about the Epstein criminals, said “I wish ‘em
well.” When prompted as to age of girls to whom he was attracted,
he answered, but his words have been redacted.
Form: Clerihew

Premium Member Prose Poem Epstein

Bronze blackened by fingers,tactile traces,three dimensional visual joy.Ideas from a prison freed ,imagination illumed displayed forever as movement in still life.Touch a dream,for and by us ,be touched

DOJ Epstein Files Released

Inspired by someone whose name I don't know

Shall party silly, many days
Be drunk and happy, and all smiles
I learned the truth and thus the craze
My name's not found in Epstein files

February 2, 2026
© Ed Kay  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Weekday Recitation

Craft me a tiffany
that others may see

Cut out a matisse
for my mantle-piece

Throw me a pollock
to which others will flock

Abstract me a rothko
I can keep on show

Sculpt like epstein
this profile of mine

Draw like da vinci
a portrait  of me
art
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Epstein

Every trafficker has this green dream
Profit off of others bodies make money
Selling girls and selling their souls 
Trying to outrun karma and Holy Ghost 
Emerald eyes of the liquid law pales
Inside job if it was who will tell
Now doing time in a hot hell’s jail
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member Tell me about the baddies '

Tell me about the baddies..' gaddafi and hussain caligula, mussolini
Ned Kelly, or Jesse James..'
I'm ready to hear how such
Monsters died.' As I watch
The revelations? Of the Epstein
Files.) I did not mention the
German...As i don't want any
Bankers getting indigestion.'
At such a suggestion.)
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member My Choice Light Verse

Craft me a tiffany
that others may see

Cut out a matisse
for my mantle-piece

Throw me a pollock
to which others will flock

Abstract me a rothko
I can keep on show

Sculpt like epstein
this profile of mine

Draw like da vinci
a portrait  of me

Hand make a keepsake for me
that is unique of thee
art

Premium Member K Is For Keepsake

Craft me a tiffany
that others may see

Cut out a matisse
for my mantle-piece

Throw me a pollock
to which others will flock

Abstract me a rothko
I can keep on show

Sculpt like epstein
this profile of mine

Draw like da vinci
a portrait  of me

Hand make a keepsake for me
that is unique of thee
Form: Couplet

Premium Member A Unique Keepsake

Craft me a tiffany
that others may see

Cut out a matisse
for my mantle-piece

Throw me a pollock
to which others will flock

Abstract me a rothko
I can keep on show

Sculpt like epstein
this profile of mine

Draw like da vinci
a portrait  of me

Hand make a keepsake for me
that is unique of thee

Brian Strand
Form: Couplet

Premium Member M T G'

M T G..Here's some kudos from me.'
In standing, with abuse survivors you
Get my attention, i can't be a denier.'
No doubt you have some faults.'
Yet who has not some mistakes in 
Past time vaults.' As it stands Nov Twenty
Twenty five.' I see commitment and true
Drive.' May all epstein, files be exposed
Then see how history reviews (that show)
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Well it seems to be happening '

A while ago you all might recall, I requested
Justice from the Lord.? No faith in lawfare I
Asked He take away the parasites, that destroyed
Much faith, I hear now that many are 
deceased.' Of those who hung with epstein
And on innocence did feast.' I'll recall here a saying
I learned it when young..God settles debts without
Money, always remember that my son.)
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member A Sea Of Immorality

Its funny, comedic in fact
to see those who think they have morals
yep 
let me be clear
its not complicated
like it wasn't complicated with the Nazis
If you support Israel and Zionism
you have no morals
poets of ill repute
to you I puke

Epstein and Netanyahu
if those two arouses you
maybe move to Israel
with the rest of them

Have a happy birthday party
to the vigilantes of Israel

Premium Member Quintile In Her Prime

So sad
full of care
the face of nan,
life,lines her beauty
so fair-
this girl
full of care,
this face of love
'cross memmory's chasm
I stare,
so sad-
youthfulness
we could not share
apart by kin's time-line
divide

Dedicated to all Grand-mothers everywhere

& Inspired by this portait

Nan by Epstein

http://www.tate.org.uk/servlet/ArtistWorks?cgroupid=999999961&artistid=1061&page=1
Form: Cinqku

Diddy Had It Done To Him Like Epstein Did As Well

Diddy said he didn’t do what many say he did 
but Diddy’s only famous for he knows the talented 
if Biggie wasn’t shot Diddy would not have had a hit 
but Diddy put the hit on Biggie that is why he did 

Though he had the power he never had the skill 
paying all that money for somebody else to kill 
the competition that went missing when the spot was failed 
by Bad Boy Records never special Diddy died a jailed
© Nick Trim  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Fly on The Wall

If I was a fly on the wall
I could spy on them all
I’d set up in the situation room
And listen to topics and then zoom

I’m on top of the Epstein files
Which surely smell to me by now
Full of conflict sordid pasts and greed
But I wouldn’t know as flies don’t read

I’d find the nearest pile of stinky poo
I’d do just what flies love to do
I’d linger a while then fly away
Finding the White House too boring to stay
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The ICE Capades

The I.C.E. Capades

Fern refuses to thaw Minnesota's ICEy glades
While three million pages expunge during harsh raids
Leering predatory smiles
at redacted Epstein files
Evidence held, elite absolved, absurd charades! 

Although its reviews mixed and complementary
It was more a confusing than tenet documentary 
Immigrant Melania
shipped back to Slovenia?
Away from the creepster Trump penitentiary
© I Am Anaya  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Introductions

Let me introduce
David Dennison - wealthy,
dirty-minded man.

Credit card in hand
and his pornographic plans,
for sex on demand.

Little girls attract
him - his daughter's body
teases and distracts him.

Of course Jeff Epstein 
knew the way of it - the pay
& get away with it.

David’s lawyers
smoothed the way - and he’s the
President today.

*David Dennison is Donald Trump's alias in non-disclosure agreements with prostitutes*
Form: Senryu

Premium Member Epstein’s Ghost

It lurks around each corner 
at every stop he makes
In front of every camera 
from the time he wakes

It’s everywhere he travels 
each place he tries to hide
A friend of old, who’ll always be 
right there by his side

He wants us to forget him
but he won’t go away
That pedophilic friend of his
with whom he used to play

It’s just too bad for Donald 
Epstein’s ghost is like a spy
Hiding in each victim
he will never, ever die
Form: Rhyme

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