POETS OF THE STREET.
The noise of modern traffic has been biamwi for many things, but it has shorn life of poetry. Once the Tendon streets wore musical with people crying their wares, and a gentleman of Tin says the street cries were often in rhyme, lie remembers-.— Here you ar<», sir, Clean your hoots. Blacking as porxi as any; I will polish thom fine, The brush is mine, The charge is only a penny. Then there was: — Smoked spratA. ha'penny a bundle, If they stink you must Jiot grumble. But who could make himself heard above the din of motor engines, horns and in<>t»ir <•%(•!«. oxli.hima? What a discouragement for ports;
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Auckland Star, Volume LXIX, Issue 24, 29 January 1938, Page 2 (Supplement)
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111POETS OF THE STREET. Auckland Star, Volume LXIX, Issue 24, 29 January 1938, Page 2 (Supplement)
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