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There are several ways to earn that loonie,
Or even that toonie,
Just got to look for the right opportunity,
And it is never easy,
But that is the harsh reality.

I know that sounds heavy,
But keep listening to me.

I have a drive that pulsates within me,
And it wants to set a vibe around me,
You see,
I want to make the life,
So I can spend it with a wife,
And buy her the right ring,
And pay my parents back their earnings,
So keep watching me,
Because I am going to make sure,
That barrier will shatter,
Into forgotten matter.
Jonny Angel Sep 2014
We took the river boat all the way
up the Rio *****
to find the monkey rehab,
some said it was a loonie bin
for problem simians.

And you,
rebellious you,
always breaking protocol,
carried your wares
with you instead.
Did you not realize
the howlers
break the rules too?

Good God, it was the craziest scene.
Two wild ravenous fanged-monkeys ripping
threw your stuff like a whirlwind
spun out of control.
But I bet,
you didn't want that Nikon anyways?!
I wished I'd taken a picture.
Priceless.
Short rap story






Lil loonie was a loser school abuser at home told he's was no more than manure
Always down on frowned on
Hound on!
People he's a supposed love are
Far being bigons
Stuck between two
Mother with issues
Dead brother picture hanngin in the window.
Constant reticule only peace
Was dream of revenue
Own a avenue be a block owner like the corner toker smokers shadows crews
Jammin to the bad words they lingo ,
The way lean tho , havin honnies chasin at they feet too
Seems so blissful
I want it!
Soo lil Lonnie became a grown up,
Started selling grass up in the school bus,
Ayo man. Lonnie gone nuts !
Starting fights skippin class grabbing *** up in the hallway ,
Stealing cash,
And ****** in the hallway,
Jumpin other kids in the stall way
He's gone gray,
He finally dropped out , linked up with the corners, made a connection now he's transporting product ,
Constantly eyes shut , to the fact that he blind but makin quap to support his mom and dads ****,
So they didn't question his surprised bust ,
Did 20 rough , came home to a dead conscious mutt , and******* addicted **** ,
Moms up in hospital, dad has lost his mind , nuts. A remarried krutch Brain is crust , powdered dust loonie.
Lil Lonnie lost a huge portion of life to a past hobby, trying to good now, takin flowers to the lobby. Only to find he's heading to mortuary section , mom didn't make it past the first chemo injection.
bulletcookie Apr 2016
Canada's Loonie
Royal coin
Gavidae in hand

-cec
yashasweedas Sep 2020
The winter cold freezes his bony hands as he counts mere pennies,
While delicious scents waft his way from the grand boulangerie.
Filling the air with chocolate, lemon and even Morello cherries,
How he wish he could try some too, especially the black forest brownie.

He shrugs the dirt off his coat and enters hesitantly,
Concerned about his drab attire, he makes his way to the counter slowly.
To his surprise, the lady gives a warm smile and greets him courteously,
He loosens his clutched palms and drops the few pennies.

"What would you like?" asks the lady as though she sees him daily,
"A black forest please" he mutters as he jumps with joy internally.
She hands him his order and adds an extra smoothie,
Yet all he really paid was two dollars and a broken loonie.
Stephan Sep 2016
Warning: This is a political rant so beware as you read.

.

One hundred and fifty billion
(another 1.3 billion reported today 8/25/16)
and four hundred million…in cash
To an enemy who views women as slaves,
second, no third class (not even sure “citizens” works here)
Makes soldiers of children/babies
Funds terrorist organizations
who’s goal it is to eradicate Israel
and the United States or anyone else
who doesn’t share their beliefs

What is our response?
Blank checks for death and (lives)
and the signers smile,
lie, (it wasn’t a ransom) smile, lie (what emails?), smile
(Oh crap, they found more)
Why am I humming "Lying Eyes" right now (sorry Eagles)
The one in office
and the one who wants to be,
who stands for women’s rights…huh?
(See lines 4 and 5 in the first stanza)
WHAT DIFFERENCE DOES IT MAKE?

Yet all the media can do
is bash someone with a big mouth
Who shouts, points fingers,
makes accusations, demands that laws be obeyed
wants to protect us, is a racist
(because he calls someone of Mexican heritage a…Mexican)  
Wait, what?
Incites passion and feelings in supporters
who are colored (that’s not racist, is it) as crazy,
losers, deranged, cry babies (Phew, at least not soldier babies)
Because they want something different
Something different…so different,……..like the truth?
(That would be different)

When the rich dude is tagged
#The top recruiter for a terrorist organization
Ha, ha, that’s funny, nice one
Let’s all have a nice laugh, there is nothing wrong with that
High fives all around, media parties ensue
But when he brands those two the founders
and co-founders of the same org.
Whoa, shut the front door, wash your mouth out with soap
Sit in the corner, get a psyche evaluation
Who would say such a thing
Only an insane person, only a loonie, (no offense Canada)
What has this world come too?
Check the news, they’ll let you know (their side)

Still there are those who fight
for their rights to place some of those blank checks
in their pockets, SOLD!!! And the gavel comes down
Who owns who? Should anybody own anybody?
China is fine on nice linen where Russia serves the good *****,  
but that is of no special interest to you or me,
that’s what raising Taxes is for…right?
And hell we can build our own babies,
we have the parts and they are paid for...
by those “T” things I mentioned a few lines above  

Reminds me of another song, let me see,
"Four dead in Ohio" yeah, that's it, CSN &Y;
but it's not, is it?  Something like...
"Four dead in Benghazi" Now there's a song for her,
Dead soldiers and someone's calling
when she's asleep all alone
**** it, one of you answer that thing,
It's the ambassador on the phone...(again)
Just say it's a video,
just say it's a video,
four dead in...

CAN'T HE SEE I'M SLEEPING?

Oh and we all need a firm, sturdy,
corrupt (did I say that out loud?)
foundation to administer favors,
show preferential treatment,
to stand on to count the profits
from the pay to play scheme
Who cares if it is foriegn,
that stuff works just as good a U.S. cash
and besides we need all we can get,
we've got Bill's (women) to pay, and maybe to build those
5 houses in Haiti, maybe...and don't forget
the yoga classes and wedding arrangements,
that stuff ain't cheap
Oh, did I mention that some of the countries paying for
this stuff treat women like crap? Just checking.

Parading around in a stained blue dress,
(no, no, no, that was that other chick)
promising what, where, when, HOW?
"Promising" huh...what's that?
(I always thought it was something you should keep)
Hand outs, free lunches
(but I thought there was no such thing as a free, oh never mind)
That must be it, it must be,
because I can think of no other reason
to support terrorism, to support the lies
and the smiles (and you know I am a smile guy)

Wake up people, (including politicians in the same party)
quit hitting the snooze button over and over and over,
open your eyes, see the light while you still can
For the people, by the people,
Now there’s a novel idea, what a concept
But what am I thinking…I am the enemy,
I am a member of the…middle class,
I should just learn to keep my big mouth shut…YAWN

"Put that in your basket of deplorables and smoke it"

(I was going to send this in an email, but it got deleted with all of the rest of them)  

**My name is Stephan and I approve this poem
I've seen so many Trump bashing poems on here, I figured I'd be the equal opportunity poet.  I mean no offense to anyone on this site with this poem. If it does offend you, I sincerely apologize.

This will probably cause my followers to dwindle and my "likes" to dissipate, but we are all entitled to our own opinion, right?

Special note: Deplorables is not even a word. Go figure.
Mike Hauser Sep 2019
i look at you
and see a loon
absent from the bin

humming to
a crazy tune
somewhere off in wonderland

this speeding elevator
see you later alligator
short of a few floors

as you gargle
your loose marbles
insanely spilled out on the floor

the loose screws
used to tighten you
are all stripped of their thread

while the voices that
you laugh with
are all inside your head

leaving the thoughts that
you often build with
short of a few bricks

which leads me back
to where this started at
you loonie with no bin
Gigi Tiji Sep 2015
foul bug
grab it and tug

you're a flyin' tooth
hockin' loogies

Disregard that! I'm a loonie!

Meow-cat, can't take it and
snap! goes my brain like
crack! goes the coffee mug
falling from the counter and
swoosh! goes the butterfly
flapping it's wings...
screech!

see
the
blossoming magnolias...

and we're all bubbling up
from the inside out!

we're left downright sideways!
looking for the sun to come out...

silver lining -
fluffy cloud,
blue sky fall,
hop skip and
jump! to high heaven:

falling... backwards,
in a grand attempt to
leap! into a pool of faith
from the highest cliff...

and when the tables are turned...
you are scratches in the vinyl!
skip, skip, skip to my
loop -loop -looping thought patterns...

Meow meow
meow
Lift your head and stare at the heavens.
Open those eyes before the means justifies the end.
Orchestrate your words like theres no tomorrow.
New light will come you wont stay in sorrow.
Imprint in others lives and you will understand it.
Each minute that you will breathe will be worth it.
Simon Fletcher Sep 2011
Who the **** am I?
Why am I living a lie?
Who else can I run to and trust
While the intentions unjust?

Who the **** are you?
Are you just another person I can sue?
Why are you speaking to me
When all I want from you is money?

Who the **** are they?
They'll put me in a loonie bin...
Who else can I trust and turn to
When everyone is stabbing me with pins
My efforts are strong and faithful.
I await for my spotlight.
To shine upon me and end the skeptic's rant.
On how "I cannot do everything" and often ignore my "delightful"
Ways to entertain and to brighten "their ways out of the darkness of failure"
to the bright light of success'  care?!"
What is the key to open up a door to be an equal part of "their life?"
Instead of a loner in a "non-conformer's" quiet realm?
While Working His Tools, from his inventive ideas...
as so too, the name  and his works......
Made into babbling loonie created poppycock..
The "Normal's" tagged just "humor"  of the  likes  of  Leonardo Da-vinchi
As I bang my creations, part by part, together to a miracle....
as this "hero of mine" inspires me through  my dark and present unseen "creativity."
Must it always be an art form as defined by those "Eccentric Critiques" so well known for what is to be, "Amazing?!"
Wasn't it my other hero, "Andy Warhol," who placed Soda Cans in piles to reveal his defining vision of our beloved "Marylin Monroe?!"
Yes!!!
It wasn't until  "out of the ashes of the end of his existence" that finally defined him the right as a new "form" of "art" that has now,justly been defined, as a "Must-show?!"
My Uniqueness is a way of life.
I'm no "Copy-Cat."
Inside my work shop, don't I need a view or a peer from "someone?!"
To inwardly show to the world...
a glass of wine,  "  a toast to my life's creations," to be brought to the surface from this "lake" of "Creators?!"
I, as the newer and redefining "special recipe art vat?!"
"YES!"


Producing a bold and new flavor to the palates of the taste of the "Art's Highest."

I should think of  my Creative "Galleries" to be "worthy of a footstep and a light shine.."
on my "Newest of the Unique Human Artistic Existence?!"
A Toast to that Up-Coming Future!

As my other inspirational heroes once proclaimed, in his artistic words, "To Be...."
"Or not to be...That is The Question!"

As I gaze at his,and  also  his other brethren  of an "almost the never was,"  art spirit's "legends.... "
their after-life speaks to me of spirited and powerfully lit advice  and placement....
My future and hard work... "Staying Rebellious and Unique"
I shall have guaranteed my legend's entry...
Into the galleries of "a newer history..."
Their  advice I truly live by -" I am  not only what I Chose to be..."
"I choose to be 'me,' 'truly','creatively, 'and 'worthy'  of becoming  the 'truer' and 'more uniquely'  defined 'artistic'  legend
Who is simply named  as...
"free!"
Yenson Jul 2021
The Left crawlers miscreants
the bedraggled underground thieves
in sleight of hands moves the greed of low class waster
who takes from the State and adds more from burglaries
without any honest toil but to take more from the workers
they move this greed to the one who worked all week
and never took anything from the State
in dross simple minds the loonies yell
infernal  damage to those with inheritance
these people are greedy and selfish
damage them and drive them paranoid
forget there are lots of ordinary folks
who leave houses money for their broods
the Millibands inherited two millions from father
they have not donated it to their Political Party
no lefty loonie is camping outside the Beckhams
screaming their children stand to inherit millions
the loonies are not protesting in Hampstead
in Knightsbridge, Chelsea and in Kensington
our dear rogues and mad loony commis
are picing on a black man because he's ennobled
this same man had worked from age sixteen
there is no grand mansion or trillions awaiting
this black man to the crazies personifies greed
not the greedy thieves who robs all and sundry
not the rich whites who have gained from industries
no no no, greed is the lone black man
who stood up to thieves and called them thieves
this is the man to discredit and cancel out
this is the man to stress out and drive paranoid
this is the thinking of the leftists narcissists
the crooks and insane liars with neon momentums
these are the racist brits who resent a successful black
they want blacks on the factory floor always second
or else a campaign starts to drive them paranoid
its the commonest weapon of the racists
us, we haven't done anything, its all in her/his mind
Classy J Nov 2023
Verse 1:
Boom. Bombs going off me.
Check the meter, grab the coffee.
Trek through with the Beamer, come on Scotty!
Traffics running a muck, creeping on me.
Beeping on they horns, swearing at me.
So, much for Canadian hospitality.
Sure is wild in the city, especially at night,
Where’s I gots to protect my shawty.
Who be like a melody in my head,
Nagging at me.
Where 5 minutes turns to a couple hours probably.
A broken record of almost done, like sure you will hunny.
And even though I’ve been around the block,
I still can’t find parking.
Going around in circles,
Like it’s a synopsis of my whole life story.
Except this **** makes less cents,
Than a Canadian loonie.
Guess we can thank Trudeau and his liberal carnies.
Man, At this point I’d rather our Prime Minister be Barney.
We live in a world full of injustice just ask Johnny.
A man who got cancelled and labeled an enemy.
Without proof in the pudding,
Unlike Bill Cosby.
Big Virge Oct 2020
I'm A NEXT LEVEL Writer... !!!
When My Mental INSPIRES...
...... " Lyrical Pictures "......
In My Written Scriptures... !!!

OLYMPIC Type Levels...
of Thinking That REVELS...
In EARNING Itself...
A String of GOLD MEDALS... !!!!

My Mental IS One...
That Hurdles And Jumps...

Like... OWENS and MOSES... !!!!!!!!

When It Comes To These CHUMPS...
Who Be DISSING My Poems... !!!!!!!!

NEXT LEVEL... They KNOW THIS... !!!
When My Words Start FLOWING.....................

THROWING Like Newton...
And Lyrically BRUISING... !!!

A Panther Whose Movements...
Are... NEXT LEVEL Suited... !!!

BESPOKE Like My Clothing...
And Words I Be QUOTING...

So YES I'm Like... HUEY... !!!
When I'm Called For DUTY... !!!
... Tunefully LOONIE... !!!
Done Hong Kong Like Phooey...

YES... This Flow Is SCREWY...
WITHOUT Bugs Or CHEWY... !!!!!!!
Cos' I'm The Black ***...
Who Shoots Star Wars Movies... !!!

... ONE of A KIND...
UNIQUE When I Rhyme...
Cos' My Mind LEVELS Flights...
When... TURBULENT Minds...
Attempt To Take Heights...
RESERVED For MADE GUYS... !!!!!

NEXT LEVEL Type Crime...
Gangsters CAN'T SUPPLY... !!!!!

Designed To... " downsize "...
This System INSISTENT.....
On LIMITING Thinking...

NEXT LEVEL Type Wisdom...
You Folks NEED To Listen... !!!!!!!
or Read These Words Written...

Cos' I Level Like SPIRITS...
With... Heavenly Lyrics...
Prepared To Bring SICKNESS...
To Those In The... " BUSINESS "...
Whose Levels NEED LIMITS... !!!!!

Like Tests Go With LITMUS... !!!!!!

My Levels Bear Witness...
To... DEITY Fitness... !!!

IMMORTAL So Witches...
Are Hunted And FINISHED... !!!
And Devils Are... LEVELLED...
And Left ALL DISHEVELLED... !!!

Do I Get A... " MEDAL "... ?
GOLDEN Or... Metal... ?!?

My Mental Now REVELS...
On... Lyrical Planes...
BEYOND The Lame Brains... !!!!

Could I Be INSANE... !?!
A Level... "CONTAINED"...
Because I Choose BALANCE...
AHEAD of PURE MADNESS... !!!!!

The Levels of Sadness And BADNESS...
I...................... BANISH....................... !!!!!

Because They Are VANQUISHED... !!!!!
To Levels That... VANISH...
From WITHIN My Sight... !!!!!

Visually BLIND... !!!
But That Level's FINE...
Because It's My Guide...
To... POSITIVE Vibes...

Levels of SMILES Where Living This Life...
Brings FREEDOM From... STRIFE... !!!!!

Like... Rays of SUNSHINE...
On... Bajan' Coastlines... !!!!!

Such Levels Are WHY...
I Sit Down and Write...

Because It's Like Wine...

FERMENTED And PRIZED...
By Tastebuds... REFINED...
For VINTAGE Type Lines...
Prepared Over TIME............................... .......

The Levels I Find...
Indeed Are SUBLIME... !!!

HOWEVER My Mental...
Is NOT Prone To MEDDLE...
Where ARROGANCE Settles... !!!

I Try To STAY... Humble...
To AVOID Finding TROUBLE... !!!

Where... JEALOUSY Lies... !!!

So... Levels of Rhymes...
I Write of This Kind...
Are Written For Minds...
Whose Levels Are HIGH... !!!

So They're NOT For WISE GUYS...
Or... SMART Alleck Types...
Who CLEARLY AREN'T Wise... !!!!!

They Seem To RESIDE...
In A World Full of PRIDE...
And IGNORANT Levels...
That KEEP Them uNSettLed... !!!!!

DON'T Be One Who REVELS...
Where Devils WILL MEDDLE... !!!!!

Let Your Brain Take Your Game...
To The... HIGHEST of PLANES... !!!!!!

And THUS You Can ******...

Up To...

... " The NEXT LEVEL "...
It's all about levels ... !!!

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