Short Robbery Poems
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I went to the dentist today,
And the fee that I had to pay,
For one little tooth,
Was highly uncouth.
It's highway robbery, I say!
7/18/13
Black Bart the PO8
Robbed Wells Fargo in Cal state
His lifestyle—his fate
Claimed his poetry
Not his robbery should have
Jailed him…snobbery
Big smile... you're on camera
Recommend you leave the loot and run.
Learn a trade and work !
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
I'm robbery prey
A lady giggled at me.
I gave her my heart
Once I saw a man rob a bank
He ran out leaving the bank blank
He ran away in a boat
He thought was great, the G.O.A.T
But the boat was cheap, so he sank
In business, when the
buyers threatened the sellers with
guns for cheap prices,
it is robbery.
buyers are bands of dangerous
crooks and robbers.
August 5/2023
With your huge and dark, palm of robbery
You came very early, in the morning to wake
My millionaire caring dad, from his comfort bed
With a full-fledged force, you slapped his face
Form:
TRAUMA
Twist the knife,
Riddled with her innocence,
Against her sweet nectar.
Untimely budding,
Mastered by machination, unimaginable
Aberration of rose’s robbery ~ thorns remain intact.
9/13/2021
Cameras are everywhere
Some seen, others hidden
Criminals should be seen
Robbery is forbidden
Nothing is infallible
A youth knew this for sure
He took a chance
Robbed a bank
Then walked straight out the door
Cameras are everywhere
Some seen, others hidden
Criminals should be seen
Robbery is forbidden
Nothing is infallible
A youth knew this for sure
He took a chance
Robbed a bank
Then walked straight out the door
Bank Robbery
Countdown to go-time
Finger my gun in the line.
They're counting on me
To get it right this time--damn.
Don't they know I'd rather not
Steal to make ends meet? I pull
Out my gun. "Give me the cash."
a limerick by Wayne Wysocki
They tell me that Vladimir Putin
Called his guards and they started in shootin'
Seems some robbers were struck
With unfortunate luck
'Twas the bank where Vlad kept all his loot in.
Brazen acts, once under cover of night
trust now ransacked in broad daylight
Rape, armed robbery, carjackings
released from murky lairs on alien wings
Our beliefs torn asunder, the world upside down
no foot traffic seen in our part of town
There once was a man called Good Thief,
Soul robbery his expertise, tried no knife,
his disciples even worse,
rob souls of animals, ease!
Believe me, sacred the philosophy of this thief!
Written on 17-08-2013.
For the contest “any New limerick” by “Black Eyed Susan”
Banking & Robbery
On Commerce
As in Title and Circulation
of Letters
Constitution as in it's Freedom
Cannot be Withheld
for General & Peaceful
Assembly
of Framing
Congress
The Loss does and does
not to exist
in the accounting
of codified Department
Military Logistic Command
Funny Robbery
Hiccup
Stick-up
Resort for Primates
Gorilla
Villa
Country Singer Sounds like a Bird
Trilly
Willy
Small Town Dump
Village
Spillage
The Party Pooper
Thriller
Killer
Frigidity
Chillness
Illness
A Deathly Calm
Stillness
Illness
Measure of Happiness
Smileage
Mileage
*Obsession Of Killing*
Robbery in a snowy pumpkin patch'
Pumpkins Gone Wild!!
Wateriness of the eyes'
Engravers give mean scary look~
No fingerprints to be found,
Like or resembling autumns doom,
Sign language in every Caucasian shadow~
by;p.d.
(note)
I'm talking about slicing and dicing PUMPKINS...
READ ABOUT THIS POEM...
I am not astonished at all:
If someone stepped in your front,
And bully You like a moron.
You will find being forlorn
In a Helpless complexion
Even though Many people
And many monitors out there
Looking on you
As you are too unfamiliar
To the onlookers
And too common
To the monitors,
Achieving an open Robber
There was a man:
He Rob the bank
And stole the cash
He shot a tank
And off he dash.
Across the street
And Into the town
He ran bare feet
Like a funny clown ??
The BBC never saw his face
The radio house never heard his voice
The papers had a blank space
The witness were all false.
Up and coming
I wrote with pen
Now everyone is asking
Who wrote this poem.
Lake Breaking News
Early this morning, there was a robbery
A turtle mugged a snail down by the pond
The shell the turtle jacked, was off the poor snail's back
and when he turned around, the thief was gone
He went down to the station, after much deliberation
And told the cops his story at last.
With such a keen depiction, they asked for a description
But, the snail said it happened much to fast
Leave while you still can,
Understand this city sucks you in,
It gnaws at your entrails until you flee,
Many are born and bred,
In the city of the dead,
Murder and robbery,
Consume these streets,
Unable to beat,
The odds,
It is so odd,
To find a mark of perfection here,
It does not exist,
It will never exist,
Until the disease,
Of anger, hatred, prejudice, and crime,
Evaporates from these homes,
These streets,
Bleed.
I see you left your house
With the door unlocked
So I'll be as quiet as a mouse
And let myself in
I'll search through
Keeping an eye out expensive things
Oh! A tv, laptop, phone- oh thank you
I'll take this and leave
Oh wait
I should check for more
What a great estate
I have an idea
For next time, I'll leave a window unlocked
I'll keep watch
Make sure it doesn't get blocked
And I'll be back again
Maybe tonight
Vocal, nocturnal, creepy
Silent and sneaky
Binocular vision, sharp sight
They are active at night
We are asleep
They are awake
Our lives are at stake.
"Do not trap yourself into an owl's hooting sound where sad nights linger through the blackness of a hound".
Note.It's not the devil it's the People who work for the devil.
Lesson.Honeyed words and furtive movements are not risk free.
Moral.Police meharban to ulu gulu pehalwan.
Who has it all?
In the clear of day
Some will like to trade condition
Maybe because of his garb
Yet his neck thus bends
Bends on the weight of tribulations
His son puffs and wastes away
Isn’t your son a first class holder?
Learn how to appreciate where thou are
I agree u have no car
Yet he died on his own Infinity
The house he built
Have caused him robbery attacks
Dear, it is all hot everywhere
Even in the underwater
This is what may be seen,
by eyes that look forward
passed fog and smoke,
of institutional making:
The people, burn national
building and flag
for they are made fearless by the robbery
of an entire planet's freedom.
A one world governance
is a one world potion for poverty
mother Earth is to be murdered
by monetary law.
I say; let flags burn and
be gone with invisible borders.
Let us pledge allegiance
to the country called Earth.
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