Knocking Shop (Fun Poem 117) Poem by David Harris

Knocking Shop (Fun Poem 117)



I have a little place
I call my knocking shop,
my little den of iniquity
where I go
and bang away all day.

However, it’s not what you’re thinking
and it’s not rude or crude
as I’m a little cobbler
and I bang away
on my shoes all day.



29 March 2011

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David Harris

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