The Unused Gift
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My cousin had such sweaty feet
I hoped with new socks they’d smell sweet
Much to my great chagrin
They’ve not been on his skin …
I’ve given up being discrete!
When I wore a peg on my nose
The topic of his feet arose -
To get rid of the stink
He washed them in the sink
With talcum they smell like a rose!
10-20-17
Copyright © Jan Allison | Year Posted 2017
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