Shoe Poems: 003

The shoes we lace up on our feet,
are funny little things,
they cause grown men to scream and shout,
and sometimes even sing.

I had a pair colours blue and red,
they really made me smile,
now sat in my dark cupboard,
I've not seen them for a while.

I spent and bought one too many,
it would be wise to stop,
but when you see them on the shelf,
I cannot help but stop.

I stroke my chin, convince myself,
I really need this one,
when I really need a holiday,
some sun, the sea and fun.

It's hard to wear shoes on the beach,
there's sand just everywhere,
but stood in my fresh new shoes
I don't think I'd even care.

So here's to no more shoes,
yet many trips abroad,
to stop buying as many shoes
to that you have my word.

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