Tailor Make Poems - Poems about Tailor Make

We Liked Tailor Very Much

Tailor had a circuit, he arrived three times a year to sew us up
He used to have a cat, a fish, a dog, a wife and a pup
The wife got tired of the traveling and took the pets to settle down
She was fed up with the hassle of always moving town to town.

Tailor loved his

Arson murder the contents of the tailor shop stored in the garage

Arson murder of 9 persons after the content of the tailor shop was stored in the garage Ciro Gargano his business Partner fireman gene Kalinowski the great cover up resulting in many more arson murders back off me with terrorist threats my prayers are with the fire captain who perished in that garage I’m totally

My tailor-bird

Flitting hundred times
she sews home to perfection
sings to-whee-cheeup

Bob's Tailor Shop

I'm open for business except Sundays from nine to nine.

I have a 5-Star rating from the BBB because my work is very fine!

I specialize in tailoring garbage bags for we folks who were so named,

By a doddering old geezer in the White House who ought to be ashamed!

You must provide your own 30-gallon bag which

Tailors Imagination

Tailors’ quaint imagination 
For customers adoration:
Only-God-knows inspiration 
He knows time of expiration: 
The crisscrossed and zigzagged entire, 
As they are what eyes require,
Bejeweled Hat like spire 
Who in Man ideas inspire?

One long look at Men’s Attire 
You know it would them not tire;
Man would not from farce retire 
On writers urging satire…

Tailors, gross imagination
From machines

Sailor and Tailor

Talk of True Valor
And it is ‘Sailor’,
Not ‘Confined Tailor’;
Quite Mobile Sailor,
Not Static Tailor
Facing Cloth and Color; 
In Shops of Pallor 
Pin Pricks of Dolour…

And tailors tell lies,
Sailor: where storm lies! 

Tailors work and chant,
Sailors for merchant.
They don’t flee from Rum; 
Rum helps them to hum 
And kick colleagues’ bum:
Their own Chewing Gum!

Tailor near to us

Tailor - a Pleiades

The one who stitches clothes 
Taking right measurements, 
Tirelessly working with 
Thread, needle and scissors 
To make you that fine dress,
Trimming it into shape,
Talented outfitter.


04.26.2021


For Kim Merryman's "Pleiades T" contest

The Tailor

I watched the shiny crow pluck woolly tufts of winter’s suit from deer neck at his springtime molt. 
All gathered in his clamping beak he winged towards an unseen nest 
while deer was grateful for this cheek to pull where antler cannot reach, 
and change warm coat to summer best, new clay-red shine against sun's

Sarto Sorridente - Smiling Tailor

"Brioni ... or Armani?" quizzed the fitter,
          For bolts and hems and lines were all his passion,
               And though Italian food oft' left him bitter,
     Their suits and

The Taylor

The Taylor’s an ordinary man
He spends his time in his workshop
Or on the cobblestone streets, searching
For lengths of exotic fabrics and shimmering threads
His hands are covered in bruises
Made from the pricks of needles over and over

The Taylor’s an ordinary man
He lives a lonely life, sewing and stitching
He looks at the girls passing by in fine

Society Tailor

Society is a wonderful tailor,
It stitches my free wings with strings of thoughtless notions,
It stitches my parents' broad minds close with a prejudiced needle,
And makes a wonderful dress covered with gems of obnoxious superstitions.

K.S.Lakshmi

From Failure To Tailor

A young lady from Venezuala
Considered by many a bit of a failure,
Opened a cafe selling pabell'on criolla,
Hugely successful she made much payola,
Sucking on a cigar she's now dressed by a tailor.

Clyde the Tailor

There was once a village tailor named Clyde

   Who was known for his misfits though he tried.

      He altered trousers for Mort.
 
         Mort said, "The inseam's too short!"

           

Your Heart Is Heavenly Crafted and Is Tailor Made For Me

Like a sculptor I searched for the perfect stone
I tried to make it better and with my skills hone
But you cannot change it no matter how you shape or scuff
I lost all of them and found you a diamond in the rough

Inner perfection was already there and was easy to see
Your heart is heavenly crafted

Tailor Failure

Tailor Failure


The less that I know, the better things seam
Now nothing will fit together
This feels like a nightmare, but it isn’t a dream
And I’ll prove it when I won’t wake up


Good morning, failure…

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