The Truth Bared
I hate shoes...
ain’t no new news
(I have always hated shoes)
Barefoot at my house...
paddin’ around quiet as a mouse
Barefoot in the early morning dew
...barefoot in the evening too
(I hate shoes..)
In public my feet are always dressed
so you would never have guessed...
...the dark secret of hate that I carry
and why in town I do not tarry
(I just hate shoes)
It’s so that I can hurry home
...and bare my feet where I am alone
(because I hate shoes...)
©Faye Sizemore 4/7/04
Just for fun...
(and because it is true)
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