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Ode
to an Old Pair of
Boots
Those boots were made for walking and
By Jove they surely did!
Their Master was a caring man,
Discussed his plan, ad lib.
Together then they reached the top
Of mountain; beaches scanned
And streets and cities interest found
In many a far off land.
Now the time has passed and friends must part
Those boots companion new:
Their Master rests with great grand child
To kiss, and cuddle too!
By
Greta Fraser Murray
2008.09.25
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