My grandson and I played a game
"Not the Shoe!" was its name
Dear little Zac would run for the fence
Laughing as he went
I would run after him and cry
"Not the Shoe!"
He'd giggle so much he almost fell
As I chased him around grandma's lawn
He'd grab his green shoe and run so fast
Seeing if he could toss that shoe
Over the fence and out of that yard!
We all laughed so very hard
As we ran about; giggling and screaming
Yelling out: "No! Not the shoe!"
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