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Pivetti's Poetry, Haiku and Poesy: Poem 27 |
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He got too big for his boots So he got the boot And soon was down-in-the-heels With two left feet. He shot himself in the foot And then put his foot in his mouth. His feet of clay Allowed the law to bring him to heel. Then the county footed the bill For a fine place For him to cool his heels. You wouldn't want to be in his shoes. He had one foot in the grave But got on his toes And soon the shoe was on the other foot. The jack-heels let him out To toe the line And to get back on his feet. On the heels of his better lot He found his feet, Got his foot in the door, And gained a foothold in a new business. He put one foot in front of the other And can now stand on his own two feet. Setting out on the right foot For him is just getting his feet wet, But with the world at his feet Finding that the shoe fits Has required thinking on his feet While keeping his feet on the ground. So don't drag your feet or get underfoot, Don't be on your back foot, Or have the rug pulled out from under your feet. Don't put your foot down or keep putting your feet up. Don't dig your heels in or get itchy feet. Don't step on any toes or say "my foot" to what's new. But rather be fleet of foot, foot the bill when you can And put your foot to the floor. Avoid cold feet and being dead on your feet. Don't let the grass grow under your feet. Stay footloose and fancy free, kick up your heels And set them all back on their heels. |
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