In 1963
I had a hole in the bottom of my shoe,
just like Adlai Stevenson.
Don't know if his was voluntary,
but mine was surely not.
Adlai and I
both lost a President.
He lived 'til '65,
but I am still alive.
I lived and worked, and paid the rent,
five decades softly came and went.
I have no hole in any shoe,
but lived to see a Russian coup.
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