I have these pink flops,
With striped white tops.
They’re called my “inside shoes.”
“Wear them, or wash,” my mom told me to choose.
Obviously, I chose to wear,
I don't wanna wash my socks!
FYI, brown is the color of my hair,
If I don't wear my shoes, my socks can become the color of my locks.
And I guess I could say,
I've grown quite used to it.
So now, it's easy for me to say “OK.”
I've started to love my inside flops, bit by bit!
And so if I don't wear them, I feel weird, almost naked,
Almost as weird as if someone shouted, “Hey, kid.”