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Our little friend

He didn¹t want to wear

His white buckled shoes

Nor was barefoot

His speed

He didnt like grocery store feet

He was a fussy little kid

When it came to footwear

But on friday he could wear whatever he damn well pleased

The jive ass trickery

That makes this anything

But what it is

Dressed in county orange or city gray

Got rubber sandals

Just to be safe

Metaphorically speaking

We find our little friend

Back in his white buckled shoes again

The monday if you will

Of our friday

Spent in tailored bliss

But if you strip the myth

Away from the man

Its just one to six months

Of mondays for our little friend

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