Short Low Cost Poems
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its on the grill
pots is fill
it low cost bill
the park where it started
its a tasks on the gress
where no doudt
its a
SOUL FOOD COOKE OUT
they have a map guild
its a smooth ride
your the boss
its a low cost
take a hike
theyer a blue
for you too
so takt a hike
on the
CITY NEW BIKES
Whether you're half full or half empty,
When you're upside-down like Humpty-Dumpty,
No matter how you spin it,
Your glass has nothing in it.
Epilogue
If you're shattered when you begin,
You won't be made whole again -
That is, unless you take a look
At my low-cost poetry book.
Who Won
Today as the new president is inaugurated
Another conference is held
It is called the Global Labor Market
When this goes through employers can
temporarily import workers from low-cost countries
Elon Musk can import workers at his plant
In Texas for nine dollars an hour
With this organized labor will cease to exist
To the detriment for us all
With the rules she is quite savvy
Yet she has to pay a levy
She knows for a fact
The weight is exact
But, madam, she is top-heavy.
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This is an offshoot to Jan's "Lets All Embrace Big Boobs"
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Contest: A poem you have not entered in a contest # 7
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A
Placing: 4th
Breadfruits like bread to eat from staples
Green,artistic skin bit hard not like apples
Long grown and thick bread fruit trees
Big like stars in all angles broad leaves
Heavy natured,low cost to all as please
Time to time this item in markets released
All fruits ripen tasty but not bread fruit
Some fruits only to cook bread one fruit
Yellow past so taste no waste of this
All wish this dish in seasons not to miss
On the surface the town appears
Like any town, perhaps your own;
It has its share of low-cost homes
Segregated from the splendid
Houses by an invisible
Well defined demarcation line.
The inferior homeowners
Dine out when they can afford to
At fast food places like Wendy’s;
Whereas the well-to-do- frequent
Eateries with French sounding names;
You can distinguish these people
From the rest of us by their dogs:
They’re the prissy pooches with bows.
I sit here and cry,
And thing to myself, "Why?"
Everyone has left me.
How could this be?
It's different from here,
No one for me near.
I knewe they didn't love thee,
How could this be?
Everyone is gone,
Watching the newly black dawn,
It's unclear to me,
How could this be?
Everything is fading,
I'm now done with waiting.
I've lost everything to me,
How could this be?
My heart is now lost,
Left at a very low cost.
It no longer has a key,
How could this be?