Listen up son:
i've known cash, folding

the sluttiness of it,

how persuasive it can be.


Dirty, used notes

no truck with morality.


Once or twice cash has come easy

in plenty,

lifted me up, then brought me down. 


Those days are over,

lost with Securicor vans,

balaclava raids, sawn - offs.


Lost to an artificial world

of numbers crunched on screens,

stony faced soft boys

tapping out money with poncy fingers

behind glass, 


sort of sneaky, 

sort of upper middle class.


No clout in carrying little silly cards,

so you can stick those where the sun don't shine. 

You stick to your methods,

i'll stick to mine. 




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Wed 28th Feb 2018 22:22

I've had to come out of hiding to answer this lot - very hush hush, savvy?

Bang on about Hoskins David, compelling stuff! There's a certain odour of romance with the old hard men - polished by verbals in basic boozers. (brown envelopes, I always got cash in them on gigs.

Sorry Col. Wales has always had the hard edge and the strong men, but it doesn't 'old up to wot happened down 'ere, know what i'm saying? I like your linguistic style though!!

Hannah, you do have it right - a very male dominant symbol back in the day. I remember my father's firm of solicitors making a sale of a house, and the buyer (rough and ready type) paying with cash in the fifties. Most irregular, he was told. Thanks for your compliment.

Whatever turns you on, New Shoes, thanks for sharing. Funny how words can mean many things. These old fellas were usually family men, if you get my drift.

Funny thing, Suki. I'm old enough to remember some banks had just counters in the fifties. Then the screens went up, now in my local it's all open plan. (No cash worth nicking). You're right: the government bailing them out - diabolical liberty I call it.

Thanks Mark, what a great word, blaggers. That must have been something. I remember a lady pianist telling me that she often worked for villains; one day she got paid by one in Scottish pound notes. In the news next day, she read there had been a bank raid in Glasgow.

Back to you David. I'd not heard that - but how appropriate! I believe that compensation was paid to slave owners after the abolition, amounting to very large sums, forming the backbone of some early banks.

Thanks for your like, Ruby.

Love all around. Ray

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M.C. Newberry

Wed 28th Feb 2018 14:44

Took me to days when I spent time on protection work
caretaking a member of a team of blaggers that was big time back in the day - but went to prison for a long time.
Nice touches, Ray.

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suki spangles

Tue 27th Feb 2018 13:04

Well why bother with robbing banks? If you can't beat 'em..

Bank robbers, unlike banks, are never too big to fail. I'm sure we will be gently reminded of that again before long..

Ray, you have summed it up well (pun intended).


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New Shoes

Tue 27th Feb 2018 05:50

You guys are great. Dark and dirty. I wouldn't mind blowing my wad on some slutiness, but I guess these days I may just have to slide it down her crack.

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Hannah Collins

Mon 26th Feb 2018 21:46

Really enjoyed this poem.
Someone was saying that in the days before credit cards, a man would carry a thick wad of money in his jacket pocket and take the whole lot out, even for a small purchase, to show he had money, he was working, he had pride.
Now as you say, numbers crunched on screens.
Always enjoy reading your work.


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Mon 26th Feb 2018 19:13

them new plackie notes don't makes for a good wad in my 'onest o-pinion guv but them silly little cards they still comes in handy for divvying up the coke if yer know what I mean? I likes yer style Raymondo. You'll go far if yer keep writing stuff like this. In fact, I might just 'ave a little job for you...

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