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More in Dregs & Other Unreadables putting my old shoes in the rubbishthe fungus that grows
between my toes eats my flesh and lingers i'm glad it only stinks a bit and doesn't get between my fingers my feet both smell to holy hell and fill my shoes with fumes my dear old shoes now sing the blues this stench has spelled their doom well worn leather both soft as a feather and neat as two buttons all shined but ruined and cursed the shoes couldn't smell worse as the fungus on my feet sweetly dine |
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