‘Twas in July two years ago
That I let everybody know
How shoes of mine had let me down,
And caused a fall upon my crown.
Well, after that, what could I do
But buy a shoe glue that’s named ‘Shoe’,
Then stuck and clamped the whole sole fast
To make the shoes yet longer last.
This ritual I did lots more
Since then, for I those shoes adore;
The family do not approve —
The soles lawn doggy-dos remove!
But I have worn those shoes again,
In winter, summer, storm and rain,
Although they may not look too neat
They really feel good on the feet.
At last, though, I admit defeat
De-feet of shoes must be complete;
Too great a feat to fix, I know,
But feature tears to see them go!