Showing posts with label World Poetry Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label World Poetry Day. Show all posts

Friday, 22 March 2013

Watch out, more poetry!

Having read yesterday's epic poem in honour of World Poetry Day, Mid West sales guy Mike found himself suddenly consumed by a strong desire to communicate through the medium of rhyme. Accordingly, he sent over this marvellous creation which we feel compelled to share. So sit back, relax, and enjoy some more dodgy poetry courtesy of Mid West...

A lonely produce washer.
We think poor Mike has been
spending too much time in
the warehouse...

A lonely produce washer stood,
Amongst a set of durable goods,
All shiny clean it posed away,
To get itself sold to no affray.

Day after day it gleamed in vain,
For people seemed to abstain,
From buying the washer proud as punch,
It just needed the chance to wash some lunch.

This plucky washer stood its ground,
To its surprise it surely found,
A suitable buyer from Anglesey,
Who bought the washer and said “that’s for me”!

Thursday, 21 March 2013

World Poetry Day - oh yes!

Well how's about that then? It's World Poetry Day and nobody thought to tell us! After our last attempt at poetry, perhaps it was for the best... Undeterred though, here is our latest offering. It tells the tale of some rather unfortunate catering equipment, but just as it seems all is lost, Mid West swoops in to save the day with our excellent stock of reasonably priced second-hand equipment! Naturally. Enjoy!


There was a fine stainless steel oven,
That decided to start up a coven,
It roasted and braised,
In a network of caves,
Not thinking of the repercussions.

Now all of these potions were fine,
Nothing more than a big waste of time
But the lack of extraction
Caused a reaction
With noises and smoke and some grime.

Nearby a whimsical griddle
Was learning to play on a fiddle.
It was singing a song
When the oven went wrong,
Causing the poor thing to widdle.

This startled a close by food chute
Who was happily playing the flute.
All its burgers fell out
And splatted about -
The effect was not very cute.

For a passing by janitor sink
The fright took it right to the brink,
And with a small sigh
It keeled over and died
And landed with an almighty “clink!”

Luckily in stepped Mid West
And replaced these daft items with zest.
When your equipment is dead
Don’t take to your bed!
You can buy more from us (we’re the best!).

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