Short Gold Digger Poems

as  there  boat whip
and water sip
they dig deep
until its complete
put in a bold
its gold
while ships in motion
GOLD DIGGER AND THE OCEAN...

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When you see her face
bucks are written all over
waiting to find her victim

Drinking your own blood
until you are fully drained
hah all the way to the bank.....

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She's  Flossy,

Champagne Taste With Beer Money,

She's Bossy,

Takes What She Wants,

All You Have Sonny,

Hold Your Peace,

And Let The Lord Fight It,

Because In Heaven,

Bling, 

Don't Mean A Thing,

Honey....

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Bobby Bernard, a card-shark,
in Vegas to hone his art.
His bets never missed,
It was gambling bliss,
gold digger captured his heart.



Written 7-1-19
"Humorous Limerick Poetry Contest"
sponsored by: Tania Kitchin...

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A Portland man found himself in perpetual gloom
Invited a pretty gold digger up to his room
He paid her well for special services,
Asked her to be one of his mistresses
And learned later she swept him cleaner than a broom.

written January 24, 2022...

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GOLD DIGGER
                  Once, a gold digger I met.                              
With passion, the goldmine all night long she dug   .

                What a way to discover a talent
                 A grave digger she became.
 For, her grave she dug, whilst for gold she dug....

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A wealthy old man in his fifties,
Loved a young girl he thought was just nifty.
His friends didn't like her.
They called her a piker.
But the old man said she was just spiffy.

He wished to marry the fraulein.
Asked his friends, "Do you think she'll be mine?"
I have plenty of money,
And she's such a honey.
Oh sure! Tell her you're 99....

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Very much unlike the pigeon's love
For the man that feeds it
Come rain or sun it stays

Just like the butterfly
and the scent flowers:
Enticing colored petals
and sweet smell it displays
to attract it preys

The butterfly suck the nectar
emptied it an fly away

Like
The Gold-digger hand-in-hand
with the Soothsayer
Who is deceiving Who? ...

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I saw two gold diggers chasing  by dangerous dogs. 
Hidden behind the hindu golden statues of gods.
Screaming for help, some people came to help them, 
One dog caught one gold digger and bitten her bottom 
Dogs' owner blamed by one driver who carried goods. 

April 21/2023
Written for Bite size contest No.62 
poetry contest Sponsored  by Line Gautier...

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Creation
Between life and death
What is our destination?
Leave it to imagination
Stories unravel
Buried me in the gravel
Got to travel
Admist the worms and mud
Thud
Coffin lid creaks shut
In the underworld
Two years pass
What a stench!
A ruthless little wench
Disrupted my decay
To my dismay
Dug me up
Pried me open
All for three 
Gold teeth....

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Goodbye friend indeed
For I wish not to say this
Class has given the verdict
Coins have won the battle
Thus they say
Inferior is my clan
They say I am a gold digger
They called me a scavenger
They say rag is my skin
I tell you
I wish not to be an eminent of pauper
Fingers are not equal
All fruits don't ripen the same time
Oh fate!
Partiality is your name....

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Foolish little girl
Makes a naughty mistake
Treats those hard nosed
With a blizzard

Take a peek
That shameless smirk
Turns upside down
Twigging what she’s lost it

No one identifies
Ludicrous
 The miner
On a pile of black gold?

Don’t outshine
The dim light in the dark pool
There not worth
To polish that shoe

Now shake off: 
That gold digger act
Can’t last so long
Don’t wait for life to react...

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Spit fire and spin honey,
the target-a wealthy man and his money.

She has no other talent that qualifies,
just the sum of what quantifies.

She's got cause and family ties,
under the guise of friendship and lies.

Depending on time to line her pockets,
she waits like a spider to sign the dockets.

The honey it dries,
the old man dies.

It evokes such pain and indifference,
targets of especial sentimental significance"....

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She's the type of girl,
Whose name everybody knows.
Because of all the guys she's been with.
That's just the way it goes.

Long lashed baby blues,
Her hair, a honey gold.
Her body, every mans desire,
But her empty heart is cold.

She promises forever,
Then leaves you without shame.
After she's gotten what she wanted,
You are nothing but a game.

How much can she take you for,
How much will you buy,
She tells you that she loves you.
What a perfect lie...

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Don’t  dare be A Gold Digger,
Who pays like A  
Never one's treasures near
While permitting no fear.

Never either bestride a farm 
That didn’t weary your arm
Nor try to closer go 
To any of its inviting row,
For one should not  at all experience charm 
Of what didn’t occasion one harm:
To never dare reap 
What didn’t for you grow 
Not amass in a heap 
What another did sow

Many a gold digger has ended like a fowl 
And very few felt they should wear a scowl....

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half his age
and nearly twice his
height
pretty as a picture
but none too bright
 
he loves her open
arms (and legs) –
his “tart”
spread-eagled on his
sports-car’s bonnet
 
she likes him for
his open mind and
open heart
but most of all –
his open wallet
 
she intends to stick
with him through
thick and thicker
and is most
“concerned” about
his dodgy ticker



you can see my
illustration &
original poem on my
blog here -

http://tap-p.com/2014/08/22/gold-digger/...

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