"sallie" poems - Hello Poetry

You must register with an employment agency, he said through a muffled yawn, to defer your studnet loan payments for the next six months. But don't worry, he continued, clearing his throat and sipping what I presumed was stale coffee, you don't have to accept any jobs that you're offered.

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Jun 1, 2014

Jun 1, 2014 at 2:17 PM UTC

charles-bivona

Sallie Mae Calling

You must register with an employment agency, he said through a muffled yawn, to defer your studnet loan payments for the next six months. But don't worry, he continued, clearing his throat and sipping what I presumed was stale coffee, you don't have to accept any jobs that you're offered.

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Poetic.....Poetic.....Poetic Is what everybody is now Poetic justice is what everybody brings now Burn the city down Poetic Maybe then the government will listen Everyone a revolutionary Poetic Posers standing on podiums They march for peace but plant the seed to send you to war Posers never on the front line Cowards afraid to die first Poetic Selling dreams that don't exist like those of Mr. King Posers afraid of death Homosexuals of war But far from an Alexander Far from a Ceacer but those are who they chosen to follow since they don't lead none Poetic We poets don't speak up I was going to recite with my stage name Anonymous my alter ego My Duo persona Poetic But for this everyone should see the face and now the name Of the man who pointed out the cowards I'm not afraid of death, Poetic I'm not afraid of arrest Poetic But the bloods the crips The nation of islam Should had burned down Sallie Mae Not mom and pop shops Poetic Restore the damage Restore the damage pay your dues Go get your 40 acres and your mule I dream the dream but not American Since I live my life as if I was to die Before being immortalize Poetic

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Aug 30, 2015

Aug 30, 2015 at 9:34 AM UTC

brian-payamps

Poetic (Posers)

Poetic.....Poetic.....Poetic Is what everybody is now Poetic justice is what everybody brings now Burn the city down Poetic Maybe then the government will listen Everyone a revolutionary Poetic Posers standing on podiums They march for peace but plant the seed to send you to war Posers never on the front line Cowards afraid to die first Poetic Selling dreams that don't exist like those of Mr. King Posers afraid of death Homosexuals of war But far from an Alexander Far from a Ceacer but those are who they chosen to follow since they don't lead none Poetic We poets don't speak up I was going to recite with my stage name Anonymous my alter ego My Duo persona Poetic But for this everyone should see the face and now the name Of the man who pointed out the cowards I'm not afraid of death, Poetic I'm not afraid of arrest Poetic But the bloods the crips The nation of islam Should had burned down Sallie Mae Not mom and pop shops Poetic Restore the damage Restore the damage pay your dues Go get your 40 acres and your mule I dream the dream but not American Since I live my life as if I was to die Before being immortalize Poetic

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Ambitious Girl: Consider this my reiteration. I wanna read your books, and not just your looks. Knowing what you look like ; I wanna be in your space - but not so much that I interfere with your education. Let me say this, Congratulations on being the very best you could ever be. Putting priorities over everything, Miss couldn't get that coach cause tuition was due. & sallie was nagging for a payback. Sallie was nagging for a payback. And you paid that, plus tax. Miss made so many friends stepping with the sisters. whatever it is, I hope you pledge an existence that'll make your existence, persistent. Forever my queen, say you're listening... Look, I'm still talking . You love school but you're sick of Sally maybes . No *** , you're the lucky one because all your friends have babies. And you ain't slept , up thinking , tomorrow's that big test . Few of your friends stripping you don't judge em' though. You're insecure with your body so you like "forget it yo!" So, I put you on that pedestal, Girl I'm just saying your work ethic makes you edible. Me a freak? That's something that they will never know. Look, you're something they can never see; You overpower anything them other girls could ever be. Go ahead and prepare for class, hit me when you finish up. It's never too late, we'll celebrate soon as the grades come. Shout to them girls in the club with no relations between their professors . Yes sir, I propose a toast to them girls - that you offer them ones but they never let you. I love your ambition. Okay, shout out to them 4.0s and even 2.5s ; who signed up & failed but say "whatever , I tried." It's nothing to deny for having a strong mind, I'll make sure to keep you in mind. You're still someone I can ride with; dress up & get fly with. It's still something you provide , you never hide , that makes me wanna get inside . Look, ambition will define you, never worry about them hating chicks that wish to be just like you. My goal is to serenade you everyday with these verses until you no longer insecure, obscure and hurting . They gon know you; Chasing your dreams, instead of chasing what's in a dudes' jeans. And God blessed me with a lot of patience , but I ain't had none in a while - I need your AS(S)pirations . I love your aspirations! Ambitious Girl... Fourth generation.

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Mar 18, 2014

Mar 18, 2014 at 11:15 AM UTC

EJPredeoux

"Ambitious Girl IV"

Ambitious Girl: Consider this my reiteration. I wanna read your books, and not just your looks. Knowing what you look like ; I wanna be in your space - but not so much that I interfere with your education. Let me say this, Congratulations on being the very best you could ever be. Putting priorities over everything, Miss couldn't get that coach cause tuition was due. & sallie was nagging for a payback. Sallie was nagging for a payback. And you paid that, plus tax. Miss made so many friends stepping with the sisters. whatever it is, I hope you pledge an existence that'll make your existence, persistent. Forever my queen, say you're listening... Look, I'm still talking . You love school but you're sick of Sally maybes . No *** , you're the lucky one because all your friends have babies. And you ain't slept , up thinking , tomorrow's that big test . Few of your friends stripping you don't judge em' though. You're insecure with your body so you like "forget it yo!" So, I put you on that pedestal, Girl I'm just saying your work ethic makes you edible. Me a freak? That's something that they will never know. Look, you're something they can never see; You overpower anything them other girls could ever be. Go ahead and prepare for class, hit me when you finish up. It's never too late, we'll celebrate soon as the grades come. Shout to them girls in the club with no relations between their professors . Yes sir, I propose a toast to them girls - that you offer them ones but they never let you. I love your ambition. Okay, shout out to them 4.0s and even 2.5s ; who signed up & failed but say "whatever , I tried." It's nothing to deny for having a strong mind, I'll make sure to keep you in mind. You're still someone I can ride with; dress up & get fly with. It's still something you provide , you never hide , that makes me wanna get inside . Look, ambition will define you, never worry about them hating chicks that wish to be just like you. My goal is to serenade you everyday with these verses until you no longer insecure, obscure and hurting . They gon know you; Chasing your dreams, instead of chasing what's in a dudes' jeans. And God blessed me with a lot of patience , but I ain't had none in a while - I need your AS(S)pirations . I love your aspirations! Ambitious Girl... Fourth generation.

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I feel worthless, but if you ask Sallie Mae they'll price me just below $100,000.

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Aug 24, 2013

Aug 24, 2013 at 7:41 PM UTC

adia-kendra-barboza

Sallie Mae

I feel worthless, but if you ask Sallie Mae they'll price me just below $100,000.

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You can hear the rain as it gathers Soaked cosmopolitan soldiers in the gravel, Complaining of urban trenchfoot. Those stars on their hands, declarations of evil Felt the roughed hands of homeless men Asking, “where you gonna be next week?” And other cherries of vagabond greetings Of his situational pleasantries; The kids couldn’t say: Topics avoided are done so the loudest— That old man who’s friends with the devil Lying infirm, walking infirm, his only guests are strangers I hear his didacticisms from long ago Curtailing the copper snakes despite their promise of knowledge Good or evil Because life is too short to be more than just friends. Everyone works at least one day on the jakes At the desk at day’s end At plaster fist on the rivers in tar Where Rat-prophets have their Schizoid visions peaking in fright To a starlit bible-edge clatter and smash Shaking and roiling, denimized Words pinpointing you down Assembly-lined out by the smirking madman Capital, he says, capital, capital Looking out on our heads graduated heads Cap it all, cap them all, Jagged and four-squared edge Happy enough to dogpaddle in a maelstrom Called Sallie Mae And to forget ‘graduation’ means ‘to rise’ These ocean floors, dark and darkening. Yet, his debt crushes him for lack of want, Chicanery and shady deals Mine’s a blessing, a burden of love; The brochure is a better read— Where am I going to be next week? Recalling the difference Between indebted and dead Recalling the difference Between a ton of feathers and that of lead.

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Aug 1, 2017

Aug 1, 2017 at 1:01 PM UTC

jp-goss

Forget 'Graduate' means 'to Rise'

You can hear the rain as it gathers Soaked cosmopolitan soldiers in the gravel, Complaining of urban trenchfoot. Those stars on their hands, declarations of evil Felt the roughed hands of homeless men Asking, “where you gonna be next week?” And other cherries of vagabond greetings Of his situational pleasantries; The kids couldn’t say: Topics avoided are done so the loudest— That old man who’s friends with the devil Lying infirm, walking infirm, his only guests are strangers I hear his didacticisms from long ago Curtailing the copper snakes despite their promise of knowledge Good or evil Because life is too short to be more than just friends. Everyone works at least one day on the jakes At the desk at day’s end At plaster fist on the rivers in tar Where Rat-prophets have their Schizoid visions peaking in fright To a starlit bible-edge clatter and smash Shaking and roiling, denimized Words pinpointing you down Assembly-lined out by the smirking madman Capital, he says, capital, capital Looking out on our heads graduated heads Cap it all, cap them all, Jagged and four-squared edge Happy enough to dogpaddle in a maelstrom Called Sallie Mae And to forget ‘graduation’ means ‘to rise’ These ocean floors, dark and darkening. Yet, his debt crushes him for lack of want, Chicanery and shady deals Mine’s a blessing, a burden of love; The brochure is a better read— Where am I going to be next week? Recalling the difference Between indebted and dead Recalling the difference Between a ton of feathers and that of lead.

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