Cobbler

I went to the cobbler with one small request.
My shoes were quite good but I wanted the best.
I wanted some shoes that would make me run fast;
He measured my foot and then sculpted a last.

I went a week later and picked up my shoes.
He said they would get me on broadcasted news.
I put the shoes on and I ran in my race…
…So blindingly fast I fell flat on my face!

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29 thoughts on “Cobbler

      1. PS: Glue tea doesn’t work on noggins which have been eating nuts. Just thought you ought to be prepared with a different VICE!! AH HAA HAA!!!
        (‘m far and away the biggest — and many say the only — fan of my own jokes)

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