I remember when my feet were young
Me and my toes had so much fun
Painting nails and stepping stones
Now the foot doctor says I need an arch of my own
But the biggest kick I ever got
Was when he said go out and buy some crocs
Now I won't be flat on my feet no more
Hopping and a bopping ,my feet aren't sore
You may think my crocs are rocking
But the bill I paid was way more shocking.
Learning fast as I paid the fee
Walking barefoot is money free .
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You know, if I didn't know better, after reading that, I'd think that you'd finally lost it.
;-)
Sooooo...Feet feeling better, then, song-lyrics-re-writer-lady?
I lost it a long long time ago and my insanity is all hereditary ...and that's way too long a nic for me and Ma is so much easier to spell.
This hereditary insanity of which you speak: did you inherit it from your offspring?
Bobbycakes ....with heredity we go back in time to the proverbial family tree ..in other words ..my Daddycakes .
Did you know that Johnnycake is a bread made with cornmeal?
I did know that johnnycake is made with corn meal. My mom used to make it when I was a kid, and we'd pour syrup on it.
We also had a little rhyme that would be totally politically incorrect today: "Peasoup and johnny cake makes a Frenchman's belly ache".
Ahhhhh, those were the days!
mama mia... you got that right!!I was having a DREAM the other night about something similar... must be something to do with the barometer!! going up....maybe down..
You're all full of cormeal .
This entire post and its comments are a total croc!
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