Short Exorbitant Poems

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Premium Member Just a Gigolo

A young gigolo called Timothy Gave sex for an exorbitant fee But his passionate style Sure made all ladies smile… (I’m hoping that he’s got room for me!) 02~13~17
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Magazine Ads Are Ridiculously Pricey

Designer shoe ads
Magazine ridiculous
Overpriced items
Movie stars can afford them
Regular people cannot

Exorbitant price
Two thousand dollar blouses
Dresses? Do not ask
Money I will never have
Magazine ridiculous
Form: Tanka

Premium Member Lawyers

Legal eagles or vultures?
Alimony and divorce
Wills
Your problem is in their best financial interest
Enduring power of Attorney
Representing you at a exorbitant fee
Stay away from them if you can!


Jan Allison
6th May 2016
Form: Acrostic

Too Good a Cure

My shrink is depressed,
and I, yes  I, am to blame.
He cured me of all my anxieties,
yes, every single one of them,
with complete, yes complete,  success,
So I don’t worry about anything anymore,

not even those exorbitant bills
he keeps sending me.
Form: Burlesque

Lazy Leader

Exorbitant-

extortionist,

self-orient-

red-royalties with,

oil based rents...

Ten-tentacle dresses,

head-level-leftover-ness.


"Instead of shedz we're getting into the mess,"

the fled are those who made precautions press,

loftily next.


Premium Member Your Day

Your day to existence
Exorbitant day that is for you 
To celebrate and explore.

The week is over
Today be free
Release confinement from.

Visionary unfolds, week to come
Breath in, twinkle, and laugh
Contentment and gratification be yours.

It's FUNday, YOUR DAY.

Premium Member Pay Now Or Later

Pay Now Or Later Miracle Man 5-14-2022 Sin, is like a credit card balance that isn’t settled monthly, and the choice is ours. For sin, we can seek forgiveness, becoming paid up, or watch it multiply, and pay an exorbitant penalty forever, in eternity.
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member What About the Doctors

The internet has replaced doctors
We look up our symptoms and
order prescriptions online.
choosing to doctor ourself.
How will the doctors make a living?
How will they pay their exorbitant
insurance?
Will they have to start working
at Taco Bell like the rest of us?
A humbling thought.

Premium Member if I was a Loan Shark

If I was a loan shark
I would fail
some can ask exorbitant prices
I cannot ask for money at all

Some loan sharks demand thirty-percent interest
I would not even be able to ask for my initial investment.
always been shy about asking for repayment.

I would have to gift everyone their money
and I would go broke
it is my way

Premium Member Lego Set Scenario

Lego sets are now kept under lock and key at the big box stores
I realized why when I saw their exorbitant price tags
the cheap ones are sixty dollars
some are up to a hundred and eighty
after pressing a buzzer for help unlocking the case I walk away
because I do not know which ones my grandson already has
and I do not want to spend over a hundred dollars to disappoint him

Over a Salmon

What I had luckily caught
One exorbitantly bought,
Long after I had it brought:
A salmon by a crowd sought
And for it bitterly fought... 

Many bidders voicing their thought 
Nearly making it a sport,
Save the one who had been taught
To huge sums pay on a spot
So as to remain on top,
As things become goddamned hot
To Plain Delay not a lot
And fast leave before he’s shot
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Prismacolor

Their little girl loved to draw
So the parents scraped their pennies
Ignoring the exorbitant price
Picked up that gold and red velvet box
Set of Prismacolor pencils
Best richest vibrant quality colors in the world
So proud were they
To show they believed in her

Big eyed, bashful and intimidated
So taken by surprise by their extravagant gift

They didn’t even wait till Christmas



AP: Honorable Mention 2022

Kc's Byrdnest

Keeping flippant thoughts in check 
Convolutions make a schizophrenic toss
blind paranoia into the catatonic tomb
yelling whispers caught in mind cacophony
Rest the head in a drugged-out succor!
Deafen the sententious words – dead -
Nuke the firing adversary neuron!
No aesthetic can anesthetize the thinking demon
expounding beyond the bliss of ignorance
Stewards imagined become abominable ghouls!
Tangles exorbitant unravel contemplation’s nest…


(3/9/2021)

Premium Member The Beast Within

I've seen anger and power morph into hate. And nations crumble under siege, when religious zealots free the beast within. And the blood flows red, as Death demands an exorbitant toll for the fallen soul's passage into heaven. The very wealthy build their dynasties by grinding the bones of naive idealist and the pious, into the mortar for their monuments and crypts of stone. The apocalypse, a Martyr’s dream, or reality’s nightmare?

Army Brat

Son of a soldier lost his friendship ties
From thousands of miles for crunchy fries

Gun toys replaced the ones that he had lost
Talking twister of blended foreign frost

In the arms of almighty God
His dad combated the last blood

Son of a soldier connoted a coyote
Colloquated heroes poetic lyrics note

White flagged exorbitant West wild
Son of a soldier thought he was a child

Born by origin and modern nomadic loffe
Son of a soldier sailed the word of Santa Fe

To a Germ-Spreading Hand Shaker

Why those clammy hands of lasting grief
For an owner of a handkerchief? 
Then, you are a forgetful kind,
Who few things keep in mind.

A full right I have to know
Or fully annoyed I shall grow
The last careless contact by your hand
Now, about to unleash microbial harm.

Why not often The Disinfectant 
By you thought rather exorbitant?
A clogged left nostril you’re picking
And my fingers I’d be licking
After your palms against mine sticking 
And in the end a time bomb ticking?
Form: Rhyme

Pants As Good As No Pants

It is fast becoming rampant,
The whole thing: perfect irritant:
Baring screened-off contents of pants
Guilty:  old dames and debutantes
And these pants are exorbitant,
Uncomplaining buyer brilliant!

Freedom continues to seeds plant
Crossed Christians turning militant,
Who would wearer waste or her pants,
New growing mistrust of fired rants,
Towards shaming violence slant 
No more to assaults an “I can’t.”

But what would women establish 
In pants that their contents publish?
Form: Rhyme

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