The new shoes
Glow with eye tinkling beauty
To everyone of you
But nobody knows
How the new shoes squeezes the foot
Like a python squashes its prey
Nobody knows
But the foot and its flesh
Every little second the foot moves
It's grinded by the walls of the shoes
But though painful it is!
No new shoes ever dwelt in the garbage
For we believe,
The new shoes will
One day one-time enlarge
And fit the foot
Giving no pain but protection
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