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Famous Sales Poems by Famous Poets

These are examples of famous Sales poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous sales poems. These examples illustrate what a famous sales poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).

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by Sexton, Anne
...A born salesman,
my father made all his dough
by selling wool to Fieldcrest, Woolrich and Faribo.

A born talker,
he could sell one hundred wet-down bales
of that white stuff. He could clock the miles and the sales

and make it pay.
At home each sentence he would utter
had first pleased the buyer who'd paid him off in butter.

Each word
had been tri...Read more of this...



by Bukowski, Charles
...oo tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep.
I say, I know that you're there,
so don't be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it's ni...Read more of this...

by Bidart, Frank
...much. Gladys
is such an innocent creature: you look into her face
and somehow it's empty, all she worries about
are sales and the baby.
her husband's too good!"

It's quite pointless to call this rationalization:
my mother, for uncertain reasons, has had her
bout with insanity, but she's right:

the past in maiming us,
makes us,
fruition
 is also
destruction:

 I think of Proust, dying
in a cork-linked room, because he refuses to eat
because he thinks that he cannot w...Read more of this...

by Alger, Julie Hill
...omer,
Saddam Hussein. If he loses
their market will be depressed.
There is also a danger of
restrictions on sales
to angry dictators. Thus,
the longterm effects of the war
may not all be positive....Read more of this...

by Lanier, Sidney
...t out'n the muss,
Except to jest nat'ally fail and bus'!
My crap-leen calls for nine hundred and more.
My counts o' sales is eight hundred and four,
Of cotton for Ellick Garry.
Thar's eight, ought, four, jest like on a slate:
Here's nine and two oughts -- Hauh? nine from eight
Leaves nuthin' -- and none to carry.

"Them crap-leens, oh, them crap-leens!
I giv one to Pardman and Sharks.
Hit gobbled me up like snap-beans
In a patch full o' old fiel'-larks.
Bu...Read more of this...



by Lanier, Sidney
...t out'n the muss,
Except to jest nat'ally fail and bus'!
My crap-leen calls for nine hundred and more.
My counts o' sales is eight hundred and four,
Of cotton for Ellick Garry.
Thar's eight, ought, four, jest like on a slate:
Here's nine and two oughts -- Hauh? nine from eight
Leaves nuthin' -- and none to carry.

"Them crap-leens, oh, them crap-leens!
I giv one to Pardman and Sharks.
Hit gobbled me up like snap-beans
In a patch full o' old fiel'-larks.
Bu...Read more of this...

by Brautigan, Richard
...BE APPRECIATED,



 I went inside and looked at some ship's lanterns that were

 for sale next to the door. Then a salesman came up to me

 and said in a pleasant voice, "Can I help you?"

 "Yes, " I said. "I'm curious about the trout stream you

 have for sale. Can you tell me something about it? How are

 you selling it?"

 "We're selling it by the foot length. You can buy as little

 as you want or you can buy all we've got left. A man came in

 here t...Read more of this...

by Masters, Edgar Lee
...d been closed up if the money lost
And spent for beer had not been turned,
By closing them, to Thomas Rhodes
For larger sales of shoes and blankets,
And children's cloaks and gold-oak cradles?
Why, a moral truth is a hollow tooth
Which must be propped with gold....Read more of this...

by Whittier, John Greenleaf
...
Jest, anecdote, and love-lorn tale, 
The latest culprit sent to jail; 
Its hue and cry of stolen and lost, 
Its vendue sales and goods at cost, 
And traffic calling loud for gain. 
We felt the stir of hall and street, 
The pulse of life that round us beat; 
The chill embargo of the snow 
Was melted in the genial glow; 
Wide swung again our ice-locked door, 
And all the world was ours once more! 

Clasp, Angel of the backword look 
And folded wings of ashen gray 
And voic...Read more of this...

by Butler, Ellis Parker
...paying?
We’re taxing every blessed thing—
Here’s what our people are defraying:

“Tariff tax, income tax,
Tax on retail sales,
Club tax, school tax,
Tax on beers and ales,

“City tax, county tax,
Tax on obligations,
War tax. wine tax,
Tax on corporations,

“Brewer tax, sewer tax,
Tax on motor cars,
Bond tax, stock tax,
Tax on liquor bars,

“Bridge tax, check tax,
Tax on drugs and pills,
Gas tax, ticket tax,
Tax on gifts in wills,

“Poll tax, dog tax,
Tax on money loaned,
...Read more of this...

by Service, Robert William
...hed:
"Comrade, I trust you, and understand. Keep my secret!" And so he died.

Smith was buried -- up soared his sales; lured you his books in every store;
Exquisite, whimsy, heart-wrung tales; men devoured them and craved for more.
So when it slyly got about Brown had a posthumous manuscript,
Jones, the publisher, sought him out, into his pocket deep he dipped.
"A thousand dollars?" Brown shook his head. "The story is not for sale, " he said.

Jones we...Read more of this...

by Lawson, Henry
...crub, 
Where the Optimist ever prevails; 
There are lovable characters hang round the pub, 
There are lovable jokers at sales 
Where the auctioneer's one of the lovable wags 
(Maybe from his "order" estranged), 
And the beer is on tap, and the pigs in the bags 
Of the purchasing cockies are changed. 

There were lovable characters out in the West, 
Of fifty hot summers, or more, 
Who could not be proved, when it came to the test, 
Too old to be sent to the war; 
They were...Read more of this...

by Dickinson, Emily
...The Merchant of the Picturesque
A Counter has and sales
But is within or negative
Precisely as the calls --
To Children he is small in price
And large in courtesy --
It suits him better than a check
Their artless currency --
Of Counterfeits he is so shy
Do one advance so near
As to behold his ample flight --...Read more of this...

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