Rebellion of My Big Toe
I am sick and tired of these shoes
He kicks something, I always get a bruise
The buggers are tight
And they keep me outta sight
I'll trip him up the next time his out on the booze
Copyright © Sidney Hall Mad Poet | Year Posted 2010
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