(as Macduff does not say in Macbeth)
By Lawrence “Mack in Texas” Hall
When we were children we were proud of our new shoes
Our once-a-year shoes in situational poverty
Although we went barefootin’ most of the time
As long as the weather and parents allowed
But we had to wear them to Sunday church
And finally to school after the first chill
But it was something to own a new pair of shoes
To stand upon the earth in feigned prosperity
And even now, with lots of pairs to choose
We want to ask folks if they like our new shoes
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