Jeffrey Pipes Guice

New Orleans
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My Tired Feet

My feet are not very happy...
They’re swollen and they’re tired...
They took me for a long walk...
This is the reason they were hired...

I work them, oh, so often...
They hurt from heal to toe...
We walk uphill for miles and miles...
And back down in the snow...

It doesn’t take very much...
Because they’re both so old and sore...
One time, I lost my front door key...
So they kicked down the frickin door...

I use them often for running...
Away from this angry old man...
Who catches us in bed with his beautiful wife...
We run as fast as they possibly can...

One time, when they were shoeless...
While skipping through a field of tall grass...
My left foot started screaming as loud as he could...
He sliced his toe on some broken glass...

Another time, when we were jogging...
I stubbed the big toe on the right...
He completely lost his toe nail...
While I slept peacefully throughout the night...

Today they are extra cranky...
Or so their complaining goes...
They stepped in a pile of dog poop...
And it squished between their toes...

Tomorrow is a new day...
And I plan on wearing shoes on my feet...
What possibly could go wrong with these two guys...
If I stop going barefoot when I play in the street...

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