Travelled many miles
It's been hard work
No time for smiles
I trudge on and on and on
Never a moments rest
One in front of the other
I try to do my best
You've been a heavy load
Though sometimes its been lighter
I've run and danced
Even been a bit of a fighter
I'm curled and bent
Hardened and cracked
If you looked a bit closer
I'd surely be sacked
Take a moment, please
A little love and attention
If you do it now
It'll act as prevention
You'd struggle without me
I may not look sweet
But how would you manage
Without your poor feet?
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