My Feat
When my soles were first created
Mom and Dad did consummated
Tossed and turned out a head
Lost my bearings feet instead
After spank to make a cry
Inked and printed black feet dye
One small step for little baby
One giant leap for parent's maybe
After one two or three needle
All of a sudden I was bipedal
On my soles could not lose
Roll the dice need some shoes
Give me some that have three strips
To young now no worry the types
Later on when I spike
I'll be running with the Nike
School is done say hoot hoot
Off to work construction boot
Fancy ones for all those dates
And the ones that they call skates
Walked around in those slippers
Even walked in things called flippers
The only shoes I could not handle
Had to be the dreaded sandal
As a man with covered soles
Went through life achieving goals
Feet first baby I begun
Lucky me I could have none
Copyright © Ronald Kent | Year Posted 2016
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