Munky
Distinguished Member
- Joined
- Jun 5, 2013
- Messages
- 2,729
- Reaction score
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Friends, shoemakers, cobblers(A table. Brushes, lotions, waxes, are on it. Munky looks at them and speaks to himself)
"How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable
Seem to me all the uses of shoe care!"
Give me your brushes.
I come to bury them, not to use them.