My Brother's Feet (Children) - Poem by C.J. Heck
My brother's feet are stinky
and he's hard to sit beside.
Mom makes him take his sneakers off
and leave them. They're outside.
She really shouldn't do that.
It's not something she can hide
'cause he brings the smell right with him
on his socks and feet inside.
EWW! That smell is really awful!
His feet must be nearby.
Gee, my brother isn't home now...
oh my gosh, it's mine!
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