I walk a lot.
More oft than not
I wear shoes on
both of my feet.
On Sundays I wear nice black ones.
My cool schoolshoes are sweet.
When I'm in rushing hurry
I slip on mom's old pink Crocs,
and if I were to choose my shoes
I'd wear sandals and socks.
At home uncovered toes you greet:
I'm happiest in my bare feet.
-Citron
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