The owner and his Shoes&

The owner and his Shoes 

One pair, two pairs, three pairs.

Whose shoe is that ? I think I know.

Its owner is tall and black.

 Hes full of joy like a rainbow.

He gives his shoe a shake,

And laughs until he aches.,

But he promises to take care of his shoes.

Sweet dreams about his shoes ,

come to him cheap.

He rises from his shoe bed,

With thoughts of walking in his head,

He eats his jam with lots of bread.

Ready for the day ahead.

His name is Tommy.



Glena Waterhouse

Nice rythm.

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