Black and Red Rubbers

The rubber boots are being brought back into the house after a long winter's absence.
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The mud  

may   now

                                                                                                             

 S     P     L     A    T    T    E   R       

and the waters dare  

E  

S   

I        

R

I will  now step without care,  

while my feet  remain dry.

Floods hold no fear

As ice flows draw near

As the ducks and the geese

With their webbed toes delight

No more than mere man

Clad in Rubbers  shod tight.

One needs the black and the red

The sure sign of brand chic,
The heels give good grip.
The best are NO LEAK.

High waters may serge bringing  muck on the lane

But black with red Rubbers are what's needed in rain

So bring on the weather, the hail, and the sleet

I will be wearing my rubbers and warming my feet.