I stepped on a bug
then I stepped on another,
maybe they were cousins,
or maybe brothers,
‘cause they two looked alike
from what I could see,
which if those bugs could talk,
they’d be sayin’ ‘bout my feet.
(Photo: PaC)
Wherever I go
However I feel
My head spins like a wheel
‘Cause I got a heel.
Take my well rested feet
They both got a heel,
Or my new socks and shoes
That all got a heel.
My dog on each scampering paw’s
Got a heel
My friend’s horse’s happy hooves
All got a heel.
Lady Liberty’s big toe
Isn’t concealed,
But behind it in green,
She’s got a heel.
Mom’s heel has a spike
Dad’s spike’s got a heel,
And while I can’t walk on’em,
Both my hands got a heel.
Far from Africa’s horn
And Wrigley Field,
Jolly Louisiana’n’Italy
Both got a heel.
My golf clubs and ball gloves
All got a heel,
My brother’s ice skates
Got a heel made-a-steel.
So again I will say it,
This time with more zeal,
No matter how good I feel
I got a heel.