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