Short Commercial Poems
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We can’t depend on
The religious leaders
They don’t know the Truth
But they preach for their living
They are now commercial
Are you the movie or the commercial,
the story or its cost
The question quite subversive
—in its drama most are lost
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)
Once again we find the holidays upon us
Earlier and earlier we simply confess
Thanksgiving's not here
Retailers do sneer
Such is the life of commercial excess
The incerating toilet
A merchants dream
Product.
A byproduct environmently
friendly
By: Aspect Kindly
Of Pizzerene Inc.
A V
Pribe-More Business Co.
Music and Dance
An underwear brand called “Indian”
The reason for the name is simple so listen
They tend to CREEP UP
In the crack of my butt
The commercial shows this guy a-pickin'
An underwear brand called “Indian”
The reason for the name is simple so listen
They tend to CREEP UP
In the crack of my butt
The commercial shows this guy 'a-pickin'
COUPLE UNITED
“The couple comes together very spiritual lines up soul wells,
Whispering those deeds of forgotten non commercial spells”
04/12/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©
TV commercials interest me now
I can watch the same one nine times in a row
And still not know what they are selling
Is it my age? My eyesight? My hearing?
Or are commercial writers really bad now?
Model and singer Nick Kamen
Best known for stripping off his jeans
In a Levi’s 501 jeans commercial
Using Laundromat machines
A Celebrity Epitaph Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Michelle Faulkner
01/10/22
No commercial interruption
In my head
Never any breaks
When I dream
Makes me want
To holler
And scream
No censorship
No computer chips
Reboots
Or
Virus Protection!!!
Decisions, decisions, decisions.
Form:
My underwear brand is called INDIAN
The reason for the name is simple, so listen
They tend to CREEP UP
In the crack of your butt
The commercial shows this guy a-pickin'
© Jack Ellison 2015
Who is the big winner of the game.
We watch to see who is the big name.
The truth can’t be denied,
that no matter the tide,
the half time commercial gets the fame.
© Feb 2011 For Royal's Super Bowl Limerick
Pushing some narcotics,
of yellow, red and green.
A rainbow of biotic’s,
to match the color scheme.
I have an abundance of diuretics
all different shapes and sizes.
An organized aesthetic
for commercial enterprises.
There are beauties
that don't resist,
don't even survive...
Distorted beauties
of the commercial songs...
beauty of doubtful tastes
of addictive repetitions...
beauties that don't
remain wonderful... are
only imposters...!
the
thick message
competes with reality,
pulls us like string puppets,
wags the tail of truth,
prevents positive emotion,
obscures historic changes,
stopping time....
....slowing progress
increasing
shareholder
value
Nice birds
They're not predators
To other birds
Their eggs
Are for commercial consumption
Flourish them instead.
This text talk won’t last, it’s just a fad
Unsolicited text made me mad
Why should I pay for a commercial?
Now to me, it’s not controversial
My Cell phone provider and I talked
Now incoming text will all be blocked
No Translation Required
Entrepreneurship
Businesses abroad
A family legacy
Children are called.
Real Estate, Restaurants
Commercial Investing, stores
Employees in the thousands
Much more.
Growth, Faith, a vision is planned.
New, coming soon in this beautiful land.
I opened my page and said
"What the heck!"
One more of my poems
Won't make me sick.
I can't speak for you
So if it does.
Just wait a few minutes
And a Medical commercial may come on
Just take one and click me off
And your day may be better off.
TV pushes me into a recliner
Droning and dribbling in monotones
Stressing me at a subconscious level
I remain morbidly unaware
Eating potato chips with dip
Not understanding the damage
TV increases her volume
Sixteenth commercial
Amazingly I pay no attention
I love your style, I love your flow,
Love how you listen attentive, to things you don't know,
I love your fingers,I love your toes,
How you play in my hair, design my corn-rows,
I love your commercial,I love you show,
I will be your co-star,forever our love will grow....
The tiny weeny bug trekking upon my screen,
For the light he is keen
Not bothered by a random commercial
Continues on in a circle.
Many people are like you little bug
Think it’s natural to do
Around and round and round
If only we knew-
Would we do the things we do?
Reading a book is better than TV.
Not one commercial will you ever see.
Open the cover and turn the pages.
Read the words of wisdom from sages.
There is a great treasure you will find.
Reading everything improves your mind.
Inspired by another member's poem
Romance is grand, that is the tack.
Of course it's all commercial ruse;
Merchants to turn books red to black
And cause us wallets to abuse.
Not one device of foe nor friend
Tallies the losses less than gain
In funds when love comes to an end:
Cash down the unsuspecting drain.
2/14/18
who wears short shorts?
WE WEAR SHORT SHORTS!
four really pretty teen girls.
A happy singing commercial created in the eighties.
I was stunned by their enthusiastic joy and prettiness.
I cannot remember what they were selling.
Maybe panty hose?
But I still sing their jingle fifty years later.