The Old Cobbler
The Old Cobbler was pounding soles at 9
And was wealthier by 10 when sleep took him at 5
Twas strange indeed when at the stroke of 3
came a knock from that crafty old man
The oil fueled light made golden the night
and cast shadows on the old oak floor
As the old devil stepped the boards they all wept
from the weight of his timeless cries
Old Cobbler awoke as the devil he spoke
and asked "Why have you come to see me?"
"A pair of shoes I require that can withstand the fire
and out run the good lord up above."
"oh Devil you see just a simple a cobbler I be
and agent of death I am not."
"I offer you rewards for your shoes that beat Lords
and I give you one year to complete them."
The oil shadows danced 'round this sad circumstance
as the poor cobbler questioned his needs
He looked to and fro at the tools in a row
and wondered what profit could buy
...... to be continued
What do you think of my new poem?
wow that was awesome,keep up the good work,you'll be writer one day if your not already
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Reply:i really like the poem but i donot like the fact that it goes against God
Reply:one i do not know who or what a devil is nor a lord. the poem however was interesting. funny in a good sort a way, but not funny.
Reply:very good
Reply:wow you must of put a lot into that I like it
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