Short Wallet Poems
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Ignorance is a talking drum
Ignorance is a drum of backwardness
Like a clock with low battery
Moving anti - clock wise
Poverty's not the man who suffers.
Poverty's not his life.
Poverty's just an empty wallet
that hugs his azz too light.
The snow fell in down LA
And everyone wanted to play
But the SAG
Said, "Nothing is free!
So open your wallet and pay!"
The blind man visited you
With the help of his stick…
You let him in.
When he left you found out that
Your wallet has gone…
Fake relationship in December
During festive season
Brother be careful
Protect your wallet
By Chipepo Lwele
25/12/2022
Uncle Scrooge had lost his wallet
He went mad and chased a pullet
He fell down the glen
Ended in cow pen
Mr.Scrooge had to bite the bullet
best leader deserved
carries folly in his wallet
rides on wings of storms
loads paint and brush and
razor blade to cut ropes
wherever he is a guest
Fine boy
No wrinkles
No Pimples
No dimples
Only giggles
Empty wallet
With
Sleek sweet
Enticing words
Sleek dressing
The Face of
A Casanova
Form:
There was a young man who Size
Caused dames to tremble their Thighs
Swoon-- their names when he called It
and syncopate at the sight of his.... Wallet!
My heart is in her heart
but her heart is in my wallet
my wallet is in her kitchen
the kitchen caught fire
my heart, her heart and wallet
burnt to ashes!
Pilfer, borrow, pocket or grab
So many ways for thieves to nab
A wallet, a purse, or a tattered billfold ~
Pity, this cashless age they only catch cold
Bright gold angel pin
Garnished by brilliant gemstones
The gleam burned his eyes
His wallet took a wallop
Gratitude shown with passion
fish and chips
worth the trips
Long John silvers have the best
gives your wallet plenty rest
their fast food
is real good
if you’re asking why?
come give it a try
You assume I am happy
at the mall, at the beauty parlor,
at the cocktail afternoons with the girls.
Look in your wallet.
The plastic cards
don't say, "I Love You!"
opened his wallet
eskimo call girl chuckled ~
lacked innuendo
for the Simply Senryu Poetry Contest
sponsored by John Lawless
Written 10/8/22
They call me a furtive old fella
And scoff at the fortunes I tella,
a hoax you would call it
as you look for your wallet,
And I vanish before you can yella!
Here lies my wallet.
On my desk he sleeps.
His malnourished stomach’s
been empty for weeks.
No family survived him.
There is only me,
With no way to pay off
his burial fee.
Hectic thoughts
the mind is like a mall
up and down are ideas
busy shopping
although no money
but tears are packed in the wallet
no payment
no sleep.
Drencho POET Loads
A man on crutches in camouflage
Stole my wallet while in my garage
“You can hide but can't run
Coz you'll fall on your bum
End up in jail with a backend barrage”
There once was a man who loved garlic dill
Holding them in his hand gave him a thrill
Doorknobs are fermented
With garlic tormented
His wallet and all of his precious bills
A man with cash shopped at a used car lot
Where met a cute, winsome young harlot
Smiling, he took it in stride
When she offered him a ride
He loved the trip ‘til he missed his wallet.
There once was a man named pinch-penny Tout.
Having to spend money made him to pout.
He would darn his own socks,
in time cut his own locks.
Opening his wallet the moths would fly out.
Vladimir was looking for a car pet
He saw an Afghan he just had to get
How clear could Vladimir be
But the salesman didn't see
The hound's picture tucked in Vlad P.'s wallet
About To Embark
Remembered when we were about to embark,
On a cruise but came up with a question mark;
Go which way?
How much pay?
My wallet had being eaten up by a big shark.
Jim Horn
Trump Ignoring Spending
Trump as usual spending did ignore,
While interest rates will start to soar;
Is a sick sinner;
Our wallet thinner,
And he never does donate to the poor.
Jim Horn