I eat

With my feet,

Heavens be,

That would

Not make

For the proverbial

Tasty treat,

Mister Higgins

Next house

Over

Never

Wears

Shoes

Or

Socks

Or

Crocs

And

Let me tell

You,

The neighborhood

Just

Hasn’t

Smelled the same

Since.

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