Retch Poem by Buddy Bee Anthony

Retch



Hooray, just like a Shakespeare play,
you look so God awful good much a doin nothin' all day,
Strike another curious, though spurious pose
I like what the doc did
with the bridge of your nose.
And, how perfectly your overbite they adjusted.
Your posse' took heat
so you wouldn't get busted.
Cuz, you're so solid aren't you?
It takes much more than a village
to keep your dough hid.
Your ego's in bed and romancing your id
You've got way too much juice for
us other kids.
Got away Scot free with the biggest of scores.
When a blemish erupted
they sealed your pores.
You're one real shaker and a mover.
out shadowboxed
J. Edgar Hoover.
Haul the old stuff out
shop the new stuff in
bearer bonds are your next of kin.
You really lit the match
sittin' on top of your monastery of scratch.
Your accountants are working overtime to balance your chits
Social directors well paid to make sure all your big plans
go off without a hitch.
And another Red Letter Day
dressed to kill
and you don't ever have to play.
You just pop another pill.
Calling all available cash machines
in thigh high boots,
faux ripped blue jeans
First responder on the scene.
Cuz, you're solid, aren't you.
Pit crews gas up more of your funny cars,
pink slips go to your new racing stars
Drinks on the house, on your tab at the bar.
You're just so rich.
When your ex beau was found bloated and blue
in your heart shaped, art deco swimming' pool
You didn't even flinch
you just wrote out a check
Because you're bolder and colder and blonder than heck.
if the law should ever catch up with you
You would simply shift gears,
that's what you do.
Your court case in long on the dockets.
Postponed indefinitely due to your deepest of pockets.
You're just too rich.
Strike another curious, though spurious pose.
Dancin' like Lil' Egypt at all the rightest wrong shows
Tearing up the dance floors
curlin' everyone's toes..
For a dynasty like yours
to live on forever, it's assured
you'll remember to endeaver to bequeath
a sobering surplus of treasure.
Now that you're
muffin stuffin
truffle suckin
bronco bustin'
diamond encrusted,
Fairy dusted'
Ill begotten
spoiled rotten
Euber Idol
Most entitled.
Deedle Dydle
Bernie Madoff
Michael Milkin Rumplestitskin
Specials blinkin'
birdie' sinkin'
champagne glasses all a clinkin'
filthy stinkin' beaugie Nuveau Rich
But, get over yourself
cuz, the riches you call blessings
are lookin' rancid, and decrepid
and they
make us wanna wre wre wre wre
RETCH!

Edited 07/16/2025@ 6: 09 PM Pacific Time

Saturday, October 29, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: Poetry
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