Short Even Money Poems
Short Even Money Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Even Money by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Even Money by length and keyword.
Greed
Greed
Miracle Man
8/29/2024
Greed is an illness
that even money won't cure.
Though some think it helps.
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Categories:
even money, how i feel,
Form:
Haiku
Laughing At Fools
Arrogance,
laughing at
Ignorance,
Not funny.
Awareness
Can cure
Ignorance.
Arrogance
Has no remedy
Not even money!...
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Categories:
even money, analogy, wisdom,
Form:
Verse
Befuddled
The park was pooled with puddles
From all the melting snow.
This weather, it befuddles,
Every day a different show.
Today is crisp but sunny,
Tomorrow cold and wet,
Yet I’ll take even money
That we’ll cope with what we get.
With all the current troubles,
Which we’ll muddle through together,
Let us step outside our bubbles
And complain about the weather!...
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Categories:
even money, weather,
Form:
Rhyme
Just Friends
you're so cool
and so funny
I won't ask for more
not even money
you make me feel great
you make me feel like someone
when you don't come to school
I feel unneeded and alone
you let me feel happy
and let me be myself
I can't believe it
you're like no one else
you're the reason my heart pounds
and why the world spins
but their is no us
because we're just friends...
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Categories:
even money, friendshipme, me,
Form:
Quatrain
To Summon the Muse
To this blank page I summon the Muse,
I’ll give you time if you give me fire;
Electrify my pen light that fuse;
Whisper in my ear let us conspire,
where shall we venture to today?
To say I don’t want you I’d be a liar;
Make my thoughts and words sway
with playful phrases not heard before;
It’s even money no need for a parlay;
Heat lightning is impossible to ignore
let’s capture the world and shake it’s core....
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Categories:
even money, emotions, feelings, poetry, poets, writing,
Form:
Terza Rima
Rainbows and Roses
Sometimes a person supposes,
When asked to describe how things are,
That talking of rainbows and roses
Will hide what might startle or jar.
By painting a picture so sunny,
Believing you’ll fool those who asked,
What happens, I’d bet even money,
Is that some will know truth has been masked.
For lies rarely stay nicely hidden,
Since facts often end up revealed,
Exposing the one who, unbidden,
Learns guile’s a bad weapon to wield....
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Categories:
even money, truth,
Form:
Rhyme