Underfoot

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I don’t want to be a stone in your shoe,

I want to be your jaunty sock.

I don’t want to be likened to quicksand,

When I want to be your rock.

I don’t want to be a winding footpath,

I just want to be your road.

I don’t want to be a worn out sole,

When I want to take your load.

I don’t want to be wellies for winter,

I want to be flip flops for sun.

I don’t want to be the forgotten pair,

When I want to be your one.

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