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| Why do you soak your feet,
she said. You do it all of the time. You sit with your feet stuck in a can That is filled with water and brine. Well, my daughter, I’ll answer you, I’ll tell you why, I said. It’s because your mother has asked me why I don’t go and soak my head. I try to do just what she asks, 'Cause I know that I'm her man, But the more I try, the harder it is, To stand upside down in a can. © 2001 R. Bartly Betts |