Edward Riederich
Two Feet Under
Two Feet Under
I stepped into my truck
I smelled a bad smell
But where it came from
I could not even tell
It smelled like fruitÂ
It smelled like cheeseÂ
I smelled it risingÂ
From below my knees
What is that stench?
From below my seat
Oh now I understand
The smell is my feetÂ
Sometimes with my daughter
I'll tell you what I do
I offer her one dollar
If she will smell my shoe
Usually she declines
And has no jubilation
I really need to pay more
Especially with inflation
I pulled the truck over
And did some parking
I had to pull off my shoes
Because my dogs were barkingÂ
Then it got worseÂ
I struggled to breathe
The stench was so bad
You just wouldn't believeÂ
I have good hygiene
So why do they stink?Â
What is my problem?
What do you think?
I pulled off my socksÂ
On my feet you could tell
A mushroom was growing
A visible Morel
I picked the mushroom
Please don't be a haterÂ
I'll mix it in a casseroleÂ
And I'll eat it laterÂ
These stinky feet
Have given me the blues
But it's probably timeÂ
To throw away these shoes