Better getting yet?

Sitting on a wall,
Beside the road,
In the summer rain
That is common place everywhere you go,
When a face goes by,
And a body too,
And here, and there, a pair of shoes,
Sued lined, air soled, ankle deep;
Such a dirty thing
Attracts,
And as it may,
My concern is leant
Then returned
To its own affairs,
That cannot decide what is scarce
Or plentiful.