Advertising Poems - Poems about Advertising

I do enjoy imbibing a vintage libation now and again (and again, and again) but when I thought I'd bought the best bottle of Bordeaux money can buy, then looked at the label on the back, before pulling the cork, I nearly had a heart attack. 'Characterised by a great body,' it stated, 'velvety cedar and hazelnut texture,' but my taste buds went...

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ChatGPT You said: What type of writing is false ad False Advertising No judgment... My truth… Makeup is to enhance, not to mask or even obliterate the existing canvas… Padded bras and body shapers are body makeup… Plastic surgery is inside out false advertising… Masks represent unease to shame… I know… I used to represent and resemble masks… Comfortable with and...

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Throughout a program playing so Or the streaming of a show, Commercials advertise the new... Broadcasting to me and you. Only seconds long, they toss Their message out to get across. Straightforward - sometimes with humour To appeal to the consumer. Marketed products for sale... New lines of recent retail. Variations of a flavour Or something similar to savour. Through jingles and spoken word... Business making itself heard. Near...

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After vet bills, chewed shoes and squeaky toys, there are no 'free' puppies...

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Advertising this, And advertising that, At the drop of a hat, Is making cats fat, And enabling wallets to fold flat....

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Leonetto Cappriello, father of modern advertising had no art training; his posters were unique he was hired by Pierre Vercasson a printer who recognized that his work would be memorable...

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Advertising Looking for clients, people who’ll buy Got lots to sell bigger fish to fry Looking for a break through It’s got to come soon I’ll advertise a fork and sell you a spoon. Magazines and newspapers, that’s what I’ll try Make the add slanted to catch the eye Wait for the phone it’s bound to ring On edge all night Hope I got it...

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Love the ad, above this poem,a woman with hanging jowls? Makes me laugh, not scowl! Another one, had a word that rhymes with dart! Obnoxious ads, with which I want no part! ...

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(ads from the 70's and 80's) If a diamond is forever, then love is the San Francisco treat. Just a little dab’ll do ya so be all that you can be. It’s the cheesiest, so just do it you can have it your way. So reach out and touch someone it’s the best part of waking up. And like a good neighbor, there’s love and...

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Watching Television as any of us does i asked myself this question How come our current government regarding television advertisements targeting audiences is focused on big corporation companies Wishes or seeks to place such high value on protecting children from fast food chain and fizzy drink advertising Yet the same protection doesn't apply to our vulnerable elderly My Mother religiously watches ITV 3 and...

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Advertising is just about The big buck, ads resort to a shout It's always been Like so it seems Clear and obvious two sides they spout...

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M&M's melt in your mouth not in your hand In summer they cook in the sand ...

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Slick Advertising Morning Thoughts 5-20-2020 Order today, It’s only $19.95, and you get a second one free, but there’s usually a reason that to the eye is lost. To obtain this gizmo you pay an unknown second fee, and get “made in China” that will quickly be tossed. Anything free, has an ulterior motive, or someone else has borne the cost. ...

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Shall I compare thee unto a crate of beer, or, if not that, then unto washing powder? Today I shun all things that are austere; soft tones must yield to songs that are far louder. May's shandy was for working men too sweet. Newcastle Brown for them is much more dandy. Reese-Mogg appealed but to the high elite. It's Boris now ...

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in-flight convergence by Michael R. Burch serene, almost angelic, the lights of the city extend over lumbering behemoths shrilly screeching displeasure they say: that nothing is certain, that nothing man dreams or ordains long endures his command here the streetlights that flicker and those blazing steadfast seem one: from a ...

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