A mighty and magnificent master-sir has me kiss his boots
whilst an equally mighty and magnificent mistress-madam waits patiently in line
for her footwear to be slavishly respected
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| A mighty and magnificent customer master-sir has me pay slavish lip-respect to his brown leather boots... |
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| ...beneath his thick, black socks! |
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| The boots and socks of a magnificent and mighty man - a much better man than me! |
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| I am acutely aware, from my lowly position, of the master's socktops towering over my humble head |
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| My humbling view of the master-sir's sock |
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| I can see the individual lines of stitching in his sock |
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| And beyond the master-sir's boots and socks, an equally magnificent pair of sneakers and socks await my slavish attentions! |
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| I can just make out a pair of ultra-sort, feminine white sneaker socks! |
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| But, for now, it is sir's socks which dominate my lowly horizon! |
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| Oh how he lords it over me! |
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| And rightly so, for I'm just a municipal, public footslave! |
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| It's my job to kiss feet... |
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| ...the feet of my mighty and magnificent betters! |
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| Each and every day I face a neverending stream of boots, shoes and socks to have to kiss or lickshine |
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| People's feet are my life! |
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| Small wonder, then, that I should be in awe of their socks! |
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| Socks!...Socks!...Socks!...Socks!...Socks!... |
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| I look up to my betters' socks! |
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| Socks of greatness! Socks of power over me! |
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| Mighty and magnificent socks! |
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| By lip-kissing my mighty and magnificent customers' boots and shoes... |
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| ...I am simultaneously paying homage to their equally mighty and magnificent SOCKS! |
