Till his knees and his chin came bumping together.
“My boy,” said I, in a voice like a flute,
“Why not first try your troublesome boot
On the other foot?” “I’m a goose!” laughed John,
As he stood, in a flash, with his two boots on.
In half the affairs of this every-day life
(As that same day I said to my wife),
Our troubles come from trying to put
The left-hand boot on the right-hand foot.