I’d like to share a story,
About something that we wear...
The double plugger thong,
I’m sure you’ve got a pair...
They are a fashion statement,
Many colours to behold...
But they’re not really suited,
For wearing in the cold...
I’ve seen them worn with socks,
What were they really thinking...
It also can be noted,
That you don’t wear them while out drinking...
These rubber thongs are comfy,
There are like a second skin...
You will wear them when their holey,
And almost paper thin...
The only thing that stops them,
Is when the strap gives way...
But somehow you still seem to manage,
To skilfully walk away...
They’re not real flash in water,
As you enter in the mall...
Your feet just they start sliding,
As both legs begin to sprawl...
This dance of the double plugger,
Takes us by surprise...
As we all have slipped and slided,
Which ended in our demise...
There's another fault with this footwear,
That they must of missed...
There is no impact protection for our toes,
For when youré really pissed...
And when we kick our toes,
It is a sight to see...
As we do this little dance,
On one leg and bended knee...
There’s sure is a lot of swearing,
As we hobble on our way...
But those gold old rubber thongs,
Will face another day...
Len Newey 2012