Trade Marks

In a bygone age
Symbols then,were all the rage

Hanging outside,to catch the eye
A very visual...come & buy

Pestle & mortar,poles red&white
Or just three brass balls there might be

In days long past,
Few could read...but all could see.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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