To A Pair Of Blucher Boots

Old acquaintance unforgotten, Though you may be ugly brutes Though your leather’s cracked and rotten, Worn-out pair of Blucher boots. ’Tis the richer man before you, Dearer leathers grace his feet; ’Twas the better man that wore you In the tramps through dust and heat! Oft rebuffed by super’s snarling, When I asked him for a show, On that long tramp to the Darling In the days of long ago; Tell me, if you know it, whether, As I sadly tramped away, Bore I heavy on your leather, Worn-out pair of Bluchers, say? Though your leather’s cracked and rotten, Though you may be ugly brutes, I’ll preserve you unforgotten, Worn-out pair of Blucher boots!