Have you ever 'cherished' a pair of shoes? Many poor people do. My words may have several meanings but, in truth, what is precious to one person may be someone else's trash.

Mmm . . . mmm . . . mmm
Hush puppies . . . don’t cry.
Hear this lullabye.
Wipe tears from your eyes.
Somebody’s peekin’, why?
In the closet you’ll sleep.
Mmm . . . mmm . . . mmm
Hush puppies . . . flexible,
smooth, suave and gullible,
silently slip by.
They’re so cute when they’re paired
but smell better once they’re ‘aired’.
Mmm . . . mmm . . . mmm
Hush puppies . . . sweet dreams;
our errands finished—
chores have diminished.
You two cuddle with me,
as cute as ‘pups’ can be.
Mmm . . . mmm . . . mmm
Hush pups . . . please don’t whine,
we’ve shared a great time.
I’ve grown to love you.
The pair of you are fun;
I couldn’t bear just one.

Mmm . . . mmm . . . mmm
Hush puppies . . . don’t cry . . .
need a pair to get by.
Mmm . . . mmm . . . mmm