The Agony of De Feet
The Agony of de feet
When I am afoot I fear for the fact
That my didgets will fidget
And I must react
My corns are like thorns
When the pressure is great
The bunion’s no funion
My toenails ingrown
With all this pain I can loudlly state
I must buy large shoes
To give me some space
to rid me of this winged tip fate
Ralph SergI ©
October 23, 2018
Copyright © Ralph Sergi | Year Posted 2018
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