Short Fiver Poems

Matt Smith, sir sonic screwdriver
Can ya lend me a fiver
Let's bet and see who wins
Him or Leno in the Battle of the Chins...

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The wife is an Uber striver
Servicing the Nine to Fiver
The back seat's so worn
The cops suspect p..n
They're looking for a screwdriver...

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It would be so unbelievably easy to give that half an hour talk of whatever for just a fiver with meaningever
Why existence wouldn't trade it?
Mean 
ingless...

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Me and my friend Spider
went out for a spin in a glider.
We stopped off for crisps and cider,
then off to the shops
where I bought him some tops
and four pairs of shoes for a fiver...

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Guest speaker was Mr Shaw-Twilley
I guffawed, his surname’s so silly
I slipped him a fiver 
To say my name’s Ivor
It sounded like I’ve a Short willy

N B Shaw-Twilley is a real surname!

09/24/21...

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What will I write next, I'll give you a few guesses
Problem is, none of 'em count, may you cause distresses
This guy don't know either
What if I give you a fiver
Will that do the trick or will this quiz mess your tresses ...

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Inform the taxi driver
His tips an extra fiver
If he will chauffer you around
After dark
The seedy side of town
Where the windows glow red 
Cost’s 10 dollars for head
And as the alleys crawl alive
And the junkies score
The police car’s drive
Past sin city
As under dark 
It's not very pretty...

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around and around we go
where fate leads us no one knows
misfortune awaits
our lives a mystery in the wake
the heart is a journey
the soul is our guide
looking for a beautiful truth
not a fiver of sorrow
I'm anyone's fool
I trust to fast,
love too fast,
rush in where I don't belong,
cause I'm just a fool
looking for love...

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Echoes 

off tenement windows,

sound mixed 

with fluttering glimpses 

of fake hanging ghosts.



Perhaps 

we’re only just 

remembering, or 

noticing how much 

we usually forget. 



For a fiver I can get 

some rides on the outer

or inner, more 

tenement windows, 

more music. 



I take a puff 

outside Partick 

station, then go about 

my business 

with a grin....

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nonsense purity
polymer
a squeezing of something
out
a tri fold with scores
of plastic, so necessarily unfulfilled 
with pictorials
a social security card,
a card from the merchant marines
with a face
eleven dollars, a fiver
and six ones, 
and a diners card
weak elbows,
furrowing brow
the smell of a polish
delicatessen on
his breath
Oh come 
all ye faithfuls 
Mexico, Poland
Bolivia
He wears a 
Movado
Then craves
for bagels
with locks after
playing Polo

Peace!...

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