An ode to the exceptional American boot brand.
In polished leather, a legacy stands tall,
Alden, the cobbler's pride, answering history's call.
From Horween shells to Goodyear welts wicked fine,
A chronicle of craft in every measured line.
O stalwart soles to tread on city streets,
And grace the halls where power oft meets.
Yon Indy boots, great nod to cinematic lore,
Whilst Cordovan gleams on Capitol's floor.
New England's spirit in each stitch and seam,
A quiet rebellion 'gainst the throwaway scheme.
In Massachusetts, good Revolution was born,
And you revolutionize how shoes be worn.
Tanners and last-makers, yon unsung heroes,
Shaping destiny from heel to toe's repose.
In board rooms and on Broadway, you hold sway,
A silent testamonial to the American way.
Time-honored techniques, modernly applied,
In every pair, a nation's story lies.
From dawn to dusk, from youth to silver age,
Alden marks each step upon life's stage.
So sing, O Muse, of leather, last, and awl,
Of craftsmen's pride that stands both stout and tall.
In Alden's arc, from heel to polished tip,
We find America, in shoe-shaped fellowship.
Get Some Alden Shoes, you'll thank me.
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