Famous Tanner Poems by Famous Poets
These are examples of famous Tanner poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous tanner poems. These examples illustrate what a famous tanner poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).
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by
Tebb, Barry
...came they never
Missed a door to knock and say,
“Something for mi Whitsies, Mister, please”
And mostly people gave a tanner or a
Threepenny bit and felt all good inside.
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The Fowlers had six boys and Jim was once
My mate but I didn’t like his manners much,
He’d gozzle on the wall and wee behind wagons.
When Julie saw his cock he laughed and winked,
“So what?” he said, aged ten, and hefted it,
“Where’s your’s?”
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His father liked a drink and ev...Read more of this...
by
Masters, Edgar Lee
...If a man could bite the giant hand
That catchs and destroys him,
As I was bitten by a rat
While demonstrating my patent trap,
In my hardware store that day.
But a man can never avenge himself
On the monstrous ogre Life.
You enter the room—that's being born;
And then you must live—work out your soul,
Aha! the bait that you crave is in view:
A woman ...Read more of this...
by
Holmes, Oliver Wendell
...ht and blue;
Thoroughbrace bison-skin, thick and wide;
Boot, top, dasher, from tough old hide
Found in the pit when the tanner died.
That was the way he "put her through."
"There!" said the Deacon, "naow she'll dew!"
Do! I tell you, I rather guess
She was a wonder, and nothing less!
Colts grew horses, beards turned gray,
Deacon and deaconess dropped away,
Children and grandchildren -- where were they?
But there stood the stout old one-hoss shay
As fresh as on Lisbon...Read more of this...
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Holmes, Oliver Wendell
...ht and blue;
Thoroughbrace bison-skin, thick and wide;
Boot, top, dasher, from tough old hide
Found in the pit when the tanner died.
That was the way he "put her through."
"There!" said the Deacon, "naow she'll dew!"
Do! I tell you, I rather guess
She was a wonder, and nothing less!
Colts grew horses, beards turned gray,
Deacon and deaconess dropped away,
Children and grandchildren -- where were they?
But there stood the stout old one-hoss shay
As fresh as on Lisbon...Read more of this...
by
Harrison, Tony
...e up for their jobs?
The cunts who lieth 'ere wor unemployed?
This lot worked at one job all life through.
Byron, 'Tanner', 'Lieth 'ere interred'.
They'll chisel fucking poet when they do you
and that, yer ****, 's a crude four-letter word.
'Listen, ****!' I said, 'before you start your jeering
the reason why I want this in a book
's to give ungrateful cunts like you a hearing!'
A book, yer stupid ****, 's not worth a ****!
'The only reason why I write this poe...Read more of this...
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