Each time I walk the street,
I meet the neatest feet . . .
. . . out of sight feet.
Pitter, patter, clitter, clatter.
. . . many kinds and shape feet.
Wet feet splish, splash, splitter, splatter.
. . . half-way grown feet.
Some flip-flop where folks gather.
. . . should be in the sink feet.
Parade up and down with a beat . . .
I meet many new feet . . .
feathery, fur feet.
. . . acrobat feet.
Tip-tap, clippety-clop, hippity-hop,
. . . how do you describe 'that' feet?
Ka-boom, ka-boom, trit-trot, near rot feet
. . . a hundred and more feet.
Up, down, here, there, everywhere feet--
Each time I walk down the street,
I keep watching for feet.
. . . pickled and green feet.
Kaloop, kaloop, flippety-zippety-hop feet . . .
. . . I'm off to school feet.
Plop, plop, getty-up and go feet . . .
. . . and I can't decide feet.
Run, hop, skip, run, hop, skip, hip feet
. . . in between, soak feet.
Relatively "ooooh & aWWWWW" new feet . . .
a towel feet.
Feet, feet, feet, feet,
up and down every street.
I can't get over . . .
all the feet that I meet.