Short Shill Poems

Gave Mr. Bro’ man a couple of dollars,
with a frown gave he a backhand holla
Said my alms were light,
and my palms were tight
Man, how I hate ingrate red stop collars!...

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The Golden feel, of August chill
A fondle of delight
Deceitful shill, sure to thrill
The Golden feel of August chill
A minor spill, too often, will
Shed false rays of light
The Golden feel, of August chill
A fondle of delight...

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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.
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It's so hard, sometimes
To remove this cerement 
To muster a veritable smile
To schlepp out of the sediment

It will end, I know
When authentic smiles will replace
The disingenuous air
I bedaub to my face 

The crazy part is, it seems
That the solution to my abasement 
Though well within my clout
Looms just far of my embracement 

Motivation! To do the work
For which I have the skill
Seems lacking in my repertoire
As does the supportive shill...

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