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Summer’s here! It’s time for sandals.
Cute summertime footwear, I’ll choose! Though with my feet, it’s hard to handle, ‘Cause they look just like claws found in zooes! I’ve tried all kinds of new-fangled lotions. Even slathered on mountains of cream. I’ve rubbed, and I’ve scrubbed and I’ve even Applied polish called “Mid- Summer’s Dream”. Hours I’ve spent on my foot-care, Yet I find when I’m done, My feet are too funky for footwear They look more like Attila the Hun! I’d rather not be so embarrassed. My feet don’t look like other folk’s do. So instead of my summertime sandals, Guess I’ll just be stuck wearing a shoe!
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