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Cobbler Man

Cobbler man spends his days fixing shoes. Patent leather taps, and work boots too. When he gets home his wife often complains. Nothing works there, including two storm drains. You hammer all day at work, but you cannot do it here? He nods his head and says “I am too tired, my dear.” They had to bring another cobbler in with his own hammer. He fixes things so loudly, it sounds like a giant jackhammer.

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