I have new shoes.
They, a pair of two.
Of course fool,
One pair is two.
Bottoms shiny and brown.
Engraved upon a logo crown.
Neighbour says they are very nice.
I asked not his neighbourly advice.
If tied them once, I tied them twice.
Matching a pair.
One each foot to share.
One forever snuggly and tight.
One slightly loose, not right.
I have new shoes.
They’re on my feet.
Left too long suffer I smelly feet.
I bought new socks. From a clerk, dreadlocked.
Knee high socks. Plaid, material flocked.
Have I now new socks.
They, a pair of two.
Of course fool,
One pair is two.
I have two feet. They, paired, too.
One the left, a right one, too.
Five toes on each.
Fingers barely reach.
I have two shoes,
two socks,
two feet.
A lucky man, truly I be.
To have these shoes,
In my poverty.
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