Walking small

When you’re feeling shabby

And you’re oh so low

You could call my cabbie

And we’d be on the go

 

Since it’s oh so crummy

That you have no shoes

You’ve got lots of money

So you can pick and choose

 

There are so many children

In this world today

With nothing left to eat

That’s why I become unfurled to say:

“I need new soles for my feet!”

_MG_1994

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