The Old Man Who Wears Brown Shoes And An Old Tweed Jacket See that old man over there with his hands deep in his pockets, to look at him you wouldn`t know that old man did build rockets. Never have I heard him speak not a word has he uttered, except that time I bumped into him, then he mumbled,groaned and muttered He wears brown shoes and an old tweed jacket, carries his newspaper under one arm, he walks quite quickly down the street with charisma and with charm. I`m sure I`ll pluck up the courage one day and say hello, every day he walks that street in wind,rain,hail or snow. But for now i`ll mind my business and i`m sure he`ll mind his too, but yesterday i found out that he died whilst on the loo.
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