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Vending Machine for Organs

In Mr. Potato Head Lounge was a vending machine
A new liver or kidney could quickly be seen
If you put in three quarters out pops a heart
No surgeon is necessary, this is a great start

You can jamb it into your holes all by yourself
No doctor or hospital or pills on a medicine shelf
Don’t you wish people

Categories: vending, humor,
Form: Rhyme

Pink Slips and Bipolar Vending Machines

My supervisor is a young, soft spoken Asian gal...
Who averted my eyes as she handed me
my end of the year "compensation award statement".
For working weekends and holidays
being an absentee on birthdays and funerals (thank God).
Despite the company riding the gilded air currents
like a diamond studded albatross,
I'll get seventy-three cents an hour raise.
I met her eyes

Categories: vending, giggle, jobs,
Form: Free verse

A Vending Machine Out of Order

The vending machines
They are everywhere
Where snack bars are not
Hospitals have them handy
So does car dealers shops

When someone puts money
Into the vending machine
Then the knob is pulled
Nothing happens then
It does not fall down

so the foot comes out
Ready to kick the machine 
Or it is shaken 
With no results shown
It is out of order

A sign should have

Categories: vending, business, food,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Vending Machines

Vending machines are so irritating--
     mechanical contraptions
     designed to fail
So, they take your money
     and hold their product
     from your grasp.
You stomp and scream into deaf slots
     to no avail,
     leave

Categories: vending, funny, humorous, irony,
Form: Free verse

Ode On a Broken Vending Machine

You say you are out of order
No matter how much I put in to you
You have nothing you can give

You used to give me my sweetest desires
And offer me cold drink 
When the day was hot 

Even on days when I chose wrong
I knew it was not your fault but mine
And I knew I always

Categories: vending, humor,
Form: Ode

Theres a Squirrel In the Vending Machine

There’s a squirrel in the vending machine,
I’ll bet that he thinks he is very keen.
He’s eating up all of the jelly beans!
He’s the worst irritant that I have seen.

He’s devoured all the animal crackers,
pretzels and banana chips, that slacker;
a thieving fur ball of a nut cracker, 
who has become a snack machine hacker.

Such a formidable

Categories: vending, analogy, fantasy, fun, humor,
Form: Rhyme

Vending Machine

I'd have come to you
I found a flower on the road and gave petals to the strangers who raised a conversation in my knuckles
I'd have come to you
Tips were yellow, every roof was breaking down
I'd have come to you
But they grabbed my fingers and stood under each one. One noise then another.
I'd come to you
But

Categories: vending, flower,
Form: Prose Poetry

A Vending Machine In Nashville, 2013

Head or tails is that your good side or the bad 
shiny, worn, new, old, smart, stupid societal
cash register?

We all get piled up.

Your denomination tells your class: two cents or fifty
indentations of personality ealge, flag, ego or in 
God do you trust? 

Fold a twenty the right way 

Now do you believe in hell? 

No.

Categories: vending, america, beauty, metaphor, money,
Form: Free verse

Vending Machine

I can set my chin against the wind
And even shut my eyes to sin.
Yet, I live my days with a purpose still
To help someone, someway, with some will.

The person needing help the most
Is he that from me has sometimes been lost.
It is me, of course, of whom I speak
And this discourse is more than just

Categories: vending, life, philosophyme,
Form: Rhyme

Life Is Like a Vending Machine

In goes the money and out comes the choice

   Depending on which button you push

   Life is like a  Vending machine...

   If you don't put something in, you get nothing out!

Categories: vending, introspection, life, philosophy
Form: Free verse