Shoes

That pair of ol’ gray leather shoes 
Withstanding the tests of time 
Mama got me big-life primed

But now I’ll tell you 
I got other shoes 
That can’t take the mud
These are forever pardoned 

Three pairs of Chucks
White, yellow, and purple 
No wait, in order of purchase 
Yellow.
Purple. 
White.

Then there are my 
Thick leather adidas 
A thrift store find
A f'ing thirteen 
So hard to find 

Oh my 
I’m feeling 
Alive tonight 
Oh my 
Feeling like 
Everything’s
Gonna be alright
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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Peranteau Avatar
March 15, 2026 at 8:48 PM
well, you were bless'd with small feets...if'n i could find uh like new size 15W, yeah, i'd snatch'em'up...i've peek'd...i wear timbz ..i git'em rewerk'd 'cauze their my dogz, and my dogz go nowear'z out me...gonnuh hate tuh bury'em ')
Walker Avatar
March 31, 2026 at 6:37 PM
Huh?? General consensus says a size 13 isn't 'small feets'.
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