Jail Poems

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I'm In Jail Because of My Wife's Breasts
by Randy Johnson

Even though my wife is somebody who I love and adore.
She decided not to let me touch or see her boobs anymore.
Every time I wanted to see or caress them, she said no and I would cry.
She wouldn't let me anywhere near them and she told me the reason why.
She said that I couldn't see or touch them because I'm poor.
She said that I could see and touch them if I got rich but not before.
But I've always been so poor that I'm destitute.
Last month, I decided to rob a bank to get the loot.
I was caught by the cops after they shot me in the dick.
I knew that I would go to jail, I knew that I was licked.

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Color of Skin or Content of Character…
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice

Does the color of a person’s skin
Determine his road throughout life...
The tools for success are available
Whether choosing a badge, a degree or a knife...

The opportunities to thrive are abundant
Should a young man choose to pass or fail...
But hanging out with the wrong crowd
Might soon find your ass in jail...


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April Fool's Prank
by Randy Johnson

Three convenience store employees thought what they did was funny but I think it was cruel.
Those three people said that I won a thirty million dollar lottery and then yelled "April Fool".
They sold me a fake lottery ticket with the winning numbers.
They started laughing and said that a person couldn't be any dumber.
For a few minutes, they tricked me into thinking that I was a rich man.
I thought that I could drive a Rolls Royce and throw away my minivan.
When those idiots yelled "April Fool", all hell broke loose.
They thought it was funny and didn't expect such abuse.
I beat the hell out of all three of them and they made loud thuds when they fell.
I'm as poor as I ever was and now I will be spending the next year or two in jail.

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The Moon Over New Orleans
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice

The moon over New Orleans...
Lights up her seductive celebration...
Nighttime is when she parties...
It’s all about the mutual flirtation...

The world loves the Crescent City...
And all she has to offer...
It’s where we all let loose...
It’s where you receive her proffer...


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Lachrymose 3: Lachrymal Ages
by Khayelihle Bongiswa Gamedze

A heart like a tombstone stiff and dry,
A crow atop a willow calls thine name.
For thine pains and sufferings you stand and
cry...
Love and hate has been the same.

And life like death , and hope like fear:
Ages of lachrymose wilt define thine life.
Four seasons of suffering every year...
A tombstone engraved, a name of sin and

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Recent Jail Poems
Lachrymose 3: Lachrymal Ages
by Khayelihle Bongiswa Gamedze

A heart like a tombstone stiff and dry,
A crow atop a willow calls thine name.
For thine pains and sufferings you stand and
cry...
Love and hate has been the same.

And life like death , and hope like fear:
Ages of lachrymose wilt define thine life.
Four seasons of suffering every year...
A tombstone engraved, a name of sin and

......

Continue reading
The Moon Over New Orleans
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice

The moon over New Orleans...
Lights up her seductive celebration...
Nighttime is when she parties...
It’s all about the mutual flirtation...

The world loves the Crescent City...
And all she has to offer...
It’s where we all let loose...
It’s where you receive her proffer...


......

Continue reading
Color of Skin or Content of Character…
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice

Does the color of a person’s skin
Determine his road throughout life...
The tools for success are available
Whether choosing a badge, a degree or a knife...

The opportunities to thrive are abundant
Should a young man choose to pass or fail...
But hanging out with the wrong crowd
Might soon find your ass in jail...


......

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I'm In Jail Because of My Wife's Breasts
by Randy Johnson

Even though my wife is somebody who I love and adore.
She decided not to let me touch or see her boobs anymore.
Every time I wanted to see or caress them, she said no and I would cry.
She wouldn't let me anywhere near them and she told me the reason why.
She said that I couldn't see or touch them because I'm poor.
She said that I could see and touch them if I got rich but not before.
But I've always been so poor that I'm destitute.
Last month, I decided to rob a bank to get the loot.
I was caught by the cops after they shot me in the dick.
I knew that I would go to jail, I knew that I was licked.

......

Continue reading
April Fool's Prank
by Randy Johnson

Three convenience store employees thought what they did was funny but I think it was cruel.
Those three people said that I won a thirty million dollar lottery and then yelled "April Fool".
They sold me a fake lottery ticket with the winning numbers.
They started laughing and said that a person couldn't be any dumber.
For a few minutes, they tricked me into thinking that I was a rich man.
I thought that I could drive a Rolls Royce and throw away my minivan.
When those idiots yelled "April Fool", all hell broke loose.
They thought it was funny and didn't expect such abuse.
I beat the hell out of all three of them and they made loud thuds when they fell.
I'm as poor as I ever was and now I will be spending the next year or two in jail.

......

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