DEAR UNCLE WALLY
When dear Uncle Wally slips off his shoes
Warnings go out on the six o'clock news
The smell is so bad that you might like to choose
To sneak out and just run away
When dear Uncle Wally takes off his socks
It sets off alarm bells and stops all the clocks
They ought to be burned or else locked in a box
And then taken far far away
When dear Uncle Wally wriggles his toes
You can see as the fungal bacteria grows
Does he wash his toes? I guess nobody knows
I pray that he'll wash them today
When dear Uncle Wally rubs at his feet
The smell it emits is like old rotting meat
The air freshener spray can hardly compete
With that sweaty foot odour bouquet
Pooh!!!
Copyright (c) Allan Cropper January 2015
DEAR UNCLE WALLY
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Re: DEAR UNCLE WALLY
I hope he doesn't hide his socks under the bed. The kids will love this one 

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