Short Stash Poems
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Randy Hoards Brandy
Locks his stash secretly
Basement waterloggs
His animals go fuzz fuzz
Singing Glory to the keeper
my place is neat
you can walk the beat
stump your feet
off the floor eat
will have a stash
where we kept
all the
TRASH
computer mouse gone
the puppy is contrite
hangs head with guilt
remote is missing
Buddy avoids our eyes
secret stash somewhere
that time have in mind
shopping sign
you spend with a grim
you must plan
to be part of the part
you stash
to have
HOILIDAY CASH
no place to go
we have a store
as told you before
we have a stash
love 's to bash
let this be your glover
if'you
NEED A PLACE TO CRASH
Form:
He finds a stash of cash
Then covers it in a flash
He moved it quick
Because he’d learn a new trick
To make his stash cash look like trash
they love the flash
go beach dash
alway have money stash
you fine them
of all race and face
all over the world
theyer call
PARTY GIRLs
Keep passing the buck and you’ll
Soon be broke; life is that way.
A poor beggar has nowhere
To stash what’s given.
surreptitious snack
feather-duster tail on guard ~
hiding stash from sight
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A clever young crow from Belize
Collected old buttons with ease.
It hoarded its stash
In a bucket of trash,
And sold them for shiny gold cheese.
they trash and bash
looking for that stash
some have there plan
as they make the stand
do it cold or hot
money is there lot
the
CAN MAN PUSH COT
Leprechaun Stash
There once was a man so small.
He hid gold summer and fall.
In a pot it did go.
Nobody he’d show.
For fear he would lose it all.
To hoard large pots in the biz game
They’ll say immigrants’ only aim
To grab workers’ cash!
This augments the stash
The fattest cats normally claim
In my yard a hole
surrounded by blueberries
what creatures are they
who hoard the tasty baubles
ah I see guilty chipmunks!
I know how to party,
On Friday nights, really,
I have crocheting, you see,
A stash of yarn, and coffee,
I'd say that's quite a party,
Hope all the crafters agree!
An old crone who was living in Moffett
Sold all her household wares for a profit
She was simply bold,
[At least I am told],
To stash all the money in her soffit.
It's not a matter of how much we have
We always want more, much more to stash
To live the good life
With minimum strife
It's all about how much, like how much cash
A mug of steaming tea
Piping hot, so warm
The perfect remedy
For a winter storm
Or a cold and rainy day
Like it is today
A cup of brew
And thoughts of you
Take all the chill away
Had Been Using Braille
had been using brail
when he did write much email
out window would sail
had been bold and brash
very vile was city of Nash
there his dough did stash
Jim Horn
Only buy something
That’s sold at half-price
If you like it enough
To be paying that twice.
If that’s not the case
Then you’re wasting your cash
By doubling up
On a half-as-good stash.
she 's aloner
sits on the corner
her life is bash
she eat out the trash
her money is stash
in a shopping cot
to her self she talks alot
some people call her sade
the
HOMELESS FAD LADY
How I hate the Food Police
Watching watching me
Counting out the calories
Watching what I eat
Go away so I can sneak
Tip-toe tip-toe EEK!
Where’s my hidden stash of sweets?
Confiscated treats!
5/9/12
Daffodil catalogue
Dropped in my mailbox~yeah!
Dandy dancers in breeze
Dainty cups on display
Daydreamers can stash some
Dreams of fields bright yellow.
Decide use in winter
I was theses flash
in my mind its stash
all together we don
my love you won
now your gone am along
without you hard to carry on
miss you am so blue
no matter how I try
this is no lie
that's
WHY I CRY
~ Mr. and Mrs. Obsolete ~
A picker of pockets used to get cash
Now just credit cards, and never a stash
Shed a tear for old pickers
They're dying off quicker
Than bearded ladies without a moustache