This poem is supposed to be funny and at the same time send a message to the reader. In the first three paragraphs I described three different kinds of feet, one that was cute, the other one that is smelly and fast which was described as conquering the maps and the streets, and the third one is the smelly round feet. The end message means that no matter what your feet look like and no matter what they do, everyone is only obsessed with their shoes. It represents me, because really that is how I am, which is still positive because shoes are the outer beauty of them
ABAB, rhyme scheme