These are the devices
With which we trod
Be they Jimmy Choo bound
Or shoddily shod
Two soles we enclose
Two heels we surround
Our ten lower digits
Eat up the ground
We owe so much
To our humble peds
But most of the glory
We show to our heads
So stand up for your feet
Show them you care
Remember, stand you couldn’t
If they weren’t there
Padre
Inspiration Call: Feet Remove your shoes. Write a poem that celebrates your feet.
Would make a great nursery rhyme for kids.
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