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Barefoot Loving me with my shoes offmeans loving my long brown legs,sweet dears, as good as spoons;and my feet, those two childrenlet out to play naked. Intricate nubs,my toes. No longer bound.And what’s more, see toenails andall ten stages, root by root. All spirited and wild, this littlepiggy went to market and this little piggystayed….
