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Shoes

The specially made fine footwear That decreed burdens of feet bear: The long walks that leave feet blistered And owner's once calm look, flustered; The endless climbs of hills gravel And paths one is sure aren't level... Man's shoes are nicely leathery But don't claim they aren't rubbery, The former often expensive; After purchase one's mood pensive... Shoes there are we rate above robe: Rock Musicians' for who wish to probe. We can guess who's poor from one's shoes; I might mistake make after booze. We all know it: occur in pairs, If not in pairs wearer for stares! For all their worth not worn in bed Save by Lying - In - State Dead.

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