Short Paychecks Poems

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Vlad Putin is counting the dead
As if they were soldiers of lead
No need to dwell on
As now they are gone
Vlad can cash their paychecks instead!
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Future Prediction For Home Buyers

Forget about mortgage or rent.
These days with our paychecks fast spent,
In the future I see 
The hot question will be. . . 
How much for one BIG sturdy tent?


For Carolyn Devonshire's Contest: Economic Woes Limerick
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Life in the Trenches

    Disgruntled troops fall in line
      when the head honcho appears
    Long-time rebels go soft in the mouth

    Seems they now value their paychecks
      as they retreat to the womb
    of a company experiencing a boom
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Besides

there are the less
(the less
than subtle ways)
that I make love to you

through distance
and song:
‘Besides’
by Helen Jane Long.

Poetry is a business,
not art,
and Van Gogh has become
a cliché.

His starry night is studied
by rich men with paychecks.

I am not him.
His lonely sky
can’t be explained.

Neither can mine.
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My Father, My Daddy

O, father, tall as an emerald mountain,
Caring for the family, loving each one.
Scintilate like a star, you light up my world.
Sacrifying your nights and working hard on days,
You pile up heaps of paychecks for us live on.
O father, now, I have my gift for you...
My tears, streams winding their only way to your soul.


to my dad on FATHER DAY
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Form: Verse


Pricing Rising Money Is Dying

These days it's tough being alive
Each day trying to survive
High prices are everywhere
Everyone living in fear
Paychecks not lasting for long
As your trying to be strong
Doing what's right to get by
To support family you try
To stretch out every dollar
But inside you scream and holler
Hoping costs go down again
Like they were way back when
No one had to choose between
Paying rent or food to eat
Form: Rhyme

Everyday Stress

Expenses keep my
pockets slim.
No green paper trace,
broke,
I reach in and grab
lint.
My wallet suffers 
from Bullemia.
Skinny, diseased,
plagued to suffer.
When is enough,
enough.
I work hard
but my paychecks only
go so far.
Lately,
my life has been
rough.
Too many bills,
piled high.. 
Mountainous, the paper trail
stacked high into the sky.
Oh my!!!!


Jared Pickett	
1/15/2010
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Premium Member Not Applicable for Some

So, weren't you a reality show host?

Well, I thought I'd give it a try.

So, did everyone get their paychecks?

For Me! Those rules don't apply!


So, aren't felons prohibited from holding office?

To that, I won't even reply!

So, how will you adhere to the Constitution?

For Me! Those rules won't apply!


So, how do you feel about the "Good Book?"

He smirked with Hellfire in his eye!

I've never read it..besides,

For Me! Those rules never apply!
Form: Rhyme

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