A Pair of Friggen' Flip Flops!

I've got these deviant flip flops Cheaply made, I will admit But they're masters of torture Though you may not give a sh_t The right's thong attachment Comes loose with every step I've tripped so far 8 times I've even had times I wept! I reattach this toe stud Every minute, or less, I'm sure And that's if I'm not too lazy I should do it far, far more I,ve pondered pragmatic solution So far evasive ,it seems, to me Duct tape (one of God's great wonders!!), glue, nails try horseshoes? Drivin' me crazy as you can see So I hung them on the wall To be my dartboard's new bullseye And squeal with great delight Every time that I should hit them I guess I'm quite a sight! So is this what my life has come to? My footwear my arch-enemy? I suppose, just now, I'm ready once more, For a psychiatrist's intense therapy.