Barefoot
Barefoot
Off to school and then go barefoot,
in the 50s running wild,
Elvis was singing blue suede shoes,
Used to listen all the time.
Bare foot out a playing football,
kicking, stinging poor old foot.
Bindi’s, Goatheads , sometimes stinging,
Ignore the pain an counter, boot.
Bare foot rolling in the black mud.
Parents couldn’t tell to call ,
were we black or whiter kids.
Mud covered as it did,
mud covered us all.
Francines' Barefoot
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