An ode to wellies

Wellington boots how I love thee!

You keep my feet and legs scratch free

Yet there is always that precarious moment as I slide you on

When I wonder if there are spiders lurking in the dark?

Not today it’s time to dig

And when I’m done I’ll do a jig!

These beauties belong to Rebecca!

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