Best Scuffling Poems

I was standing outside
On a downtown street,
Listening to the sound
Of the people's feet.

A tap tap here,
And a clop clop there;
A tip-tap clip-clop
Everywhere.

Then a scuffle through some leaves,
Feather-scuffling, full of ease,
And a smiling, bright-eyed face
High o'er the shoes.

Up into the sunny skies
She had set her laughing...

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