You should always keep your feet clean.

And your shoes.

Because you never know when,

They're going to be shoved up in your mouth.

And if they aren't clean,

Then when you act moronic,

You're going to get one good taste,

That tastes a lot like vomit…

Things go in,

But never come out.

You never learn from past mistakes,

You never wise up…

You're still running around in circles,

Chasing your invisible tail,

Not quite realize that it's futile,

But I'm not quite sure you care.