Footwear
I need to soon slip on the proper shoes
For time of working is shortly at hand
And neither flats, sneakers, nor heels will do.
What other shoes are there I could accrue?
Perhaps some sandals, with a pretty band?
I need to soon slip on the proper shoes.
For work with toil beneath the sky, so blue,
I know that boots would be what’s in demand
And neither flats, sneakers, nor heels will do.
And baring feet is something to eschew
For dangers lurk in all walks of the land.
I need to soon slip on the proper shoes.
Even more so, if rumors heard are true
That walking miles in others’ is the plan
And neither flats, sneakers, nor heels will do.
For is one piece of footwear really “you”
When such complex a self you must command?
I need to soon slip on the proper shoes
And neither flats, sneakers, nor heels will do.
