Once, a skinhead in my class <br />came round my house in his Doctor Martens <br />and passing the rubber galoshes <br />which my dad wore <br />to dig the garden <br />He got me to try them on <br />and he said 'gosh John, <br />those galoshes look really smart, <br />you should start <br />wearing them into school.' <br />And foolishly I did<br /><br />John Hegley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-father-s-footwear/
