Stinky Feet Poem by Debora Soramaki

Stinky Feet



Most of my life I could walk around
With sandals or no shoes on
But as soon as I had to enter
The work force
The world of stinky feet
Had just begun.
I had to wear work shoes
From 7am to 3pm, from breakfast
To dinnertime it had to be.
For hours my feet would boil and swell
At the end of the day
My feet didn't feel so well.
When I was through and finally home
I kicked off my shoes
To let my feet breath,
But oh what a smell!
I guess from now on my feet will stink
But it's not about me
It's about what others think.

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