Poor old man
What a burden he bears
Repairing shoes for people
He peddles his wares.
Cobblers, you say
But not him, just a man
Providing shoes for the poor
As only he can.
He stitches and glues
And repairs what he can
To make shoes to wear
The Save Our Soles man
Jenny Hamon
Competition Winner - August 2012
The S.O.S. Man - Jenny Hamon
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- Who Regulates The Regulator? - Lester Queripel
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