Short Payroll Poems

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Premium Member Pauly's Bank Deposits

Pauly’s Bank Deposits Pauly’s passkey Pickup hiccups Passbook Facebook Payload payroll Honey money Crossbow bankroll
5/18/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021 ©
Form: Footle


The Computer

Men would rave,
we have invented a machine,
to be our slave.

Sorting, processing and retrieving,
with inventory and payroll functions,
all tasks beyond believing.

In the end, we have to say,  
multiplying work for the master,
the computer has had it's way.
Form: Couplet

Premium Member The Shill

The craps tables in a house can’t sit still. For that reason, the casino employs a shill. They are undercover personnel out on patrol. Each shill is on the hotel’s payroll. Going to the craps tables, they start a roll. With knowledge of the game, they must be able. They are to bring the real patrons to the table. The players lose their money, and that’s all she wrote. You could say a shill is like a Judas goat.
Form: Rhyme

Job Interview

They asked “so what would you say is your biggest weakness?”
My inability to answer questions like this. 

What do you think you could bring to the role? 
Probably the motivation created by the payroll 

Where do you see yourself in 5 years from now? 
Doing your job better than you do without doubt 

Say what they want, sincerely fake, 
don’t be too strong so fear create, 
agreeable, likeable and independent 
being relatable and never indifferent
© Nick Trim  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member witch on the payroll

We have a witch on the payroll the police chief said.
She scares and intimidates me, fills me with dread.
Why do we pay for that? I asked, is there better use of my money?
Perhaps said the chief, but although she is never sunny….

She has cracked some murder cases none of us could figure out.
She brings her familiar, a black cat named “gad-a-bout”.
Together they are a formidable pair, but one thing I guess.
They both terrify me, I have to admit and confess.
Form: Rhyme


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