When the crispy fall winds
Sweep into town
I'm the first girl
To prance all around
in my boots.
You keep your flip-flops,
Stilettos, and crocs.
Loafers and tennis shoes
all require socks.
I love boots.
With skirts and with jeans
With dresses and pants
At church or at school
Or even to dance
I'll take boots.
They make me taller,
More substantial, it seems.
I play them pretty,
Or root for my teams
In my boots.
Indian summer
Best stay away
Once my boots come on
They're here to stay.
I'm wearing boots.
I've even been seen
Sauntering about
In a nightgown or slip
With boots on, no doubt,
I love boots.
Once as I got
Out of the bath
Saw a bug on the floor
And naked, don't laugh,
I got boots.
Yeah, I love boots.
Isabel by Donna Jones Koppelman
Major Bear at the Grove Park Inn by Donna Jones Koppelman
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