Whose nuts these are, I do not know
I found them in my boot below
wherein I tried to place my foot
try as I might, it would not go
It was quite odd when I withdrew
my toes had touched this something new
an eerie feeling this indeed
as I peeked into my shoe
I did not count but I surmise
a hundred acorns met my eyes
some squirrel chose to be my guest
and leave me with this odd surprise
I poured them out upon a sheet
and folded it so nice and neat
then tossed it through the open door
past the porch and my bare feet
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