To Boot

Henry’s foot was hurting Walking in his winter boots. It was his only pair, so there Could be no substitutes. We got back home and soon enough, The cause was made quite clear, For from one boot out tumbled A Potato Head’s toy ear! His little sister loves to stash Things where they don’t belong. I thought that shoes and boots were safe, But that’s where I was wrong. In desert climes, most people check For scorpions in shoes. Although it’s toys I’ll search for, It’s a tactic I’ll now use!