SHOES
Dear little shoes in the shop so fine, How I wish you were mine, mine, mine! You are so bright and the size is right, To cosily fit this foot of mine. Poor little shoes all dust and grime, None would guess you were mine, mine, mine! Old and torn and your buttons gone. Poor little worn-out shoes of mine, —LORNA STACKHOUSE, A.B. (aged 9), Jlt , 61 Junction road, .Middleton,
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Press, Volume LXXIV, Issue 22319, 5 February 1938, Page 2 (Supplement)
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71SHOES Press, Volume LXXIV, Issue 22319, 5 February 1938, Page 2 (Supplement)
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