Snake-laced legs passed
Rolling wheels of modern legs passed
Both of four of three even of two
Pass by and by

At the corner was a wide liquid
That flows peacefully
Fitted to transit floating
That carries challenges

At same corner
The challenges of a grown and ages female
Once a belle looking kept from the rear
With her uncertainties to the brin

Her hand made wares rugged
From crown to sole even the sole-feet
We're designers of varied style of her kind

Once laced the other unlaced
Her ruggedness now working in brain
Her uncertainties could not float
She ate from perhaps a recycle bin

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