Noisy Shoes Poem by Bill Wright

Way back in the old days
When I was still quite young
Noisy boots and shoes
Were a very common thing.

Every morning you heard them
Clackety clack, clackety clack
Those big workers' noisy boots
With great big metal tacks.

Money then was really tight
In those days back when
Folk just couldn't buy new shoes
Again and again and again.

Everything was built to last
Metal tacks at front and rear
Meant working shoes could still be used
Year after year after year.

Those days are gone, we don't repair
Nobody bothers, just get new
I wonder what our fathers would say
If they saw what we now do.