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Apr 2017
There was an old man who walked the streets.
Day after day. Giving pennies to the young and old.
A gray haired man with a kind smiles.
He would walk by you and if you said "hello " to him.
A penny was all your reward.
Now he walks the streets of heaven. With a smile on his face.
Telling everyone "I'm an angel and these pennies are from heaven."
The man was from Springville N.Y. and everyone knew the penny man.
Written by
Harold r hunt sr  63/M/union sc
(63/M/union sc)   
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   lavendersky
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