I bought myself some clever clogs
(Not the kind of shoes for jogs)
I hoped they’d make me smart
Some wooden shoes
That I could use
To give my brain a kick start

Carved from the wood of a magic tree
Home to the smartest owl family
By a Dutchman with an IQ high
Who lives in a cottage in Braniac Bay
(Where Einstein once had a holiday)
Wearing a monocle in his eye

So I put on my magic shoes
My clippity clop I’m smarter than yous
(Or at least I hoped I’d be)
But all that happened was
I felt my feet buzz
Now my toes are smarter than the rest of me.

Clever Clogs - A short funny poem about a very smart pair of shoes