Author Frederick Adam Wright Your toga is filthy, your shoes white as snow; But your toga hangs down so your feet do not show. Pull it up, silly fellow, and let them appear: As it is their effect is quite wasted, I fear. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments