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Slippers
Slippers, slippers,
on the floor.
Waiting patiently,
by the door.

Slippers, slippers,
so many pairs.
How do I pick,
which ones to wear?

Slippers, slippers,
so cozy and snug.
You cover my toes,
with a big warm hug.

Slippers, slippers,
on my feet.
Where will we go?
Who will we meet?

Slippers, slippers,
two by two.
We'll have fun,
whatever we do!
~ © dlg ~
Poem & Graphics by Me*Ü*
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