I'm A Numismatic Poet And Didn't Know It

Ok, I'm obviously very bored at work today! Hahaha..

There once was a man from Des Moines
He had a drawer FULL of old coins
Till one day his Son; a curious young one
Spent them all on some toys

"My Barbers!' the man screamed, when he came home that day
"But Daddy they were old and ugly, I say!"
"Son, those had value; way more than face, Please tell me where you spent them! What's the name of this place?"

They hopped in the car and the child led the way
to the toy shop on the corner of Church and Main
"We must hurry son!" the father was yelling
"The fate of my Barbers; There's just no telling!"

Finally they arrived in front of the store
And ran inside, like a tornado of sorts
"Are you the man that sold my son this Frisbee?"
"The names Mr. Mack and Yes, that was me"

"Thank God!" Yelled the man "You have my coins!
My son came in here and used them for toys.
I'll pay you face value, can I please have them back?
I'll do anything, I beg you, please Mr. Mack!"

The man thought for a moment and went into the back
and returned ever promptly with a large burlap sack
"I'll tell you what... You can have them all back
But can I keep one for my wife, the sweet Mrs. Mack?"

"Sure you can have one, choose any you want"
So the shop keep reached in and pulled one from the top
"Now be on your way. It's time me to close"
"Thank you, Mr. Mack, How I'll ever repay you, I do not know"

Now back at home, the man began to think
"I should have looked at which coin I let him take"
Suddenly he realized, with much duress
"Oh no! Oh God! my 1896-S!!"

There is a man who appreciates the classics.
He saved many old coins and got into numismatics.

This man likes to cruise in his old classic car.
So last Friday night, he stops in a bar.

He hears a well-dressed man, saying something quite funny:
"After the crash, it's the coin guys who have all the money."

He goes: "I was watching TV with rare coins in an auction, and frankly the prices were really quite shockin'. Months after the crash, our economy's in a pickle, and some guy spent $4500 for a Jefferson nickel."

Now our coin-collecting man who cruised there in his old car, did not want to start a fight and get thrown out of the bar.

Our man is polite, and a model of decorum.
Instead of arguing in a bar, he'll post on Coin Community forum!

(PS: A true story set to rhyme, if not precise meter!)

Combining two cultures

The Baby Kangaroo

"My baby is a bright one,"
said the mother kangaroo.
"With money in my pocket,
he knows just what to do."

He counts the nickels all by fives.
The dimes he counts by ten.
And if they drop, he quickly
picks them up and counts again.

Each time I give my son a coin
he always hollers, "Thanks!"
And when he's got a lot of them,
He puts them in his bank!

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In come the dollars and in come the cents
to replace the pounds and the shillings and the pence.
Be prepared folks when the coins begin to mix
on the 14th of February 1966.

Clink go the cents folks
clink, clink, clink. Changeover day is closer than you think.
Learn the value of the coins and the way that they appear
and things will be much smoother when the decimal point is here.

In come the dollars and in come the cents
to replace the pounds and the shillings and the pence.
Be prepared folks when the coins begin to mix
on the 14th of February 1966.

Dollar Bill decimal currency jingle, circa 1965, sung to the tune of 'Click go the Shears'.

Ok here's mine. I was yet bored again enough to write my own in a few minutes. Enjoy

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Here I am from this relentless sojourn
They see me coming and can't quite discern
I walk to the counter, my money in hand
The teller looks perplexed as if she can't stand
"Do you have any Halves?" I politely ask.
The teller seems distraught over this simple task

Quietly I wait to see the outcome
Hoping that she might just have some
She gives a quick nod to much my dismay
I knew this wasn't going to be a very good day
"I have some halves!" cried a voice from beyond
And low and behold there stood a cute blond

"I'll take them all if you don't mind"
I must have been nervous as my teeth started to grind
"$8.50" she said with a glorious smile on her face
Oh my Lord this is such a wondrous place
I searched them all not once but twice
This was a beautiful lot, so pretty, so nice

I see Kennedys, Franklins, and even a Walker
I hope this cute girl doesn't think I'm a stalker
I returned the next day in a distraught dazed slumber
And managed to ask the cute girl for her phone number
I took her to dinner with the profit I made
Knowing full well it was only face value that I paid
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I search through canadian change
but I never find anything strange
All the schooners look sailed out of range
and the beaver an caribu have mange.

The luck that I have is just rank
I think someone is searching my bank
so my whitman is just one big blank
for a good find the lord I will thank

So how will I fill up my folders
there full of just empty coin holders
I know! i'll just buy from this site!
because this is my 50th write

ok, a haiku...

Suddenly a coin
Brightness glints into my eye
Wallet empties out

Shameless Bump

Curious if any of our newer members have any hidden poetic talent

All our coins are so varied and diverse,
There's Francs, Pfennigs, Guilders and Stuivers.
But this beautiful loot's
Getting pricey to boot.
It costs twenties and fifties, not fivers.