Nike Sneakers
Stop Look Listen!
This Emergency is Dire
I've Perched myself on a Telephone Wire
Crowds have gathered below
I'm starting to Perspire
I do not want Money or to Be known as Sire
All I Ask to soothe my Psyche
Is a simple pair of sneakers with a swoosh
And the letters spelled N-I-K-E
Copyright © Donald Reith | Year Posted 2012
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