Don’t you see the skip of my jolly heels,
skipping about the globe while planting stars?
Ask then from mother earth what joy she feels
When my rubber sole and her corners spar.
In offices, they don brogues and loafers,
See me jolly hop with sparkled laces.
My Chuck 70’s turn suits to gophers,
Gentlemen grimace and grow grey faces.
I know jealous jugs of beer that will spill
and stink my Converse in bars and taverns.
Yet the canvas skin won’t break for their swill,
For it has walked over hills and caverns.
In churches and pews, I dance all the tunes,
Hear the slide of my foot to the insoles.
While priests return bibles for forks and spoons,
I hear sermons from the trips of my soles.
My All Stars have walked a callous journey
From my little foot to my huge footprint.
I don mine in king beds and in gurneys,
This shoe that has become my life’s blueprint.
She comes in just before 6:30
Donald's ride will never be early
Their relationship is not kept under cover
She calls him her big brother
Now they both drive a 300, Donald says his is better
There is nothing like the smell of leather
Zena keeps hers cleaner, it holds more shine
She has a nickname I gave her, Z Lovely 39
She starts to freeze when the temperature dips below 79
Her heater is on full blast most of the time
Palmetto bugs, spiders and snakes
Zena will run a mile a minute to escape
Donald said he is thinking about moving his desk out in the warehouse to keep
from walking back and forth
5-2-9 suggests Donald buy some Dr. Scholl's cushioned insoles to prevent his
dogs from getting sore
Zena just got her new clothing catalog from 1-800-SO-FINE
It was addressed to her exclusively, Z Lovely 39
Another day starts with my desk neighbor, new adventures will arise
Donald will spend most of his day by her desk, comes as no surprise
He has romantic visions tumbling like a dryer in his mind
He will always big brother to Z Lovely 39
She comes in just before 6:30
Donald's ride will never be early
Their relationship is not kept under cover
She calls him her big brother
Now they both drive a 300, Donald says his is better
There is nothing like the smell of leather
Zena keeps hers cleaner, it holds more shine
She has a nickname I gave her, Z Lovely 39
She starts to freeze when the temperature dips below 79
Her heater is on full blast most of the time
Palmetto bugs, spiders and snakes
Zena will run a mile a minute to escape
Donald said he is thinking about moving his desk out in the warehouse to keep
from walking back and forth
5-2-9 suggests Donald buy some Dr. Scholl's cushioned insoles to prevent his
dogs from getting sore
Zena just got her new clothing catalog from 1-800-SO-FINE
It was addressed to her exclusively, Z Lovely 39
Another day starts with my desk neighbor, new adventures will arise
Donald will spend most of his day by her desk, comes as no surprise
He has romantic visions tumbling like a dryer in his mind
He will always big brother to Z Lovely 39
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