safety alert for men who wear short pants and no underwear

[ftlaudft]

that barefoot smell...

He leaves his shoes outside his hotel door.
Someone will come to shine them by and by.
But in the meantime, lying on the floor,
although the light is dim, they catch my eye.
What can I lose?
I lift them to my nose. I sniff the shoes!

It's his most private scent I wallow in.
Of time, as in a dream, I lose all track.
I cannot shake the feeling I have been
to Paradise - to Paradise and back.
That barefoot smell
to have is heaven; not to have is hell...