An A - Z To The Sales God Poem by Joe Hughes

An A - Z To The Sales God



Awakened by crowds,
Demanding,
Excitedly foraging,
Gloatingly handling idolatrous junk.
Knocking,
Living madly near overfilled pavements,
Quickening racers surge
Through unique varied walkways,
Xerically yelling zeroprices.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Stevie Taite 17 November 2012

Some one did something similar at a poetry reading, but allowed himself more than one go with each letter. He read it my heart too! Most impressive. This is equally clever! Wonder what I shall do mine on (dictionary, out you come!)

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Ruth Walters 28 December 2009

That's clever....Ruthie

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Brigid Courtney 15 April 2009

Have you read 'The potato game' by Vachel Lindsay. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

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Joe Hughes

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Drogheda, Ireland
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