How many pairs do you own?
If I tell you,
will you leave me alone?
Depends how many?
Is it a lot?
I don’t know the number,
must have forgot.
Surely someone like you should know?
Alright, I’ve got about 10 on the go.
I use to have an excel sheet,
But tracking my consumption made me weap.
Still not heard a number,
just words and cries,
If I gave you a number I would despise,
myself for owning so many shoes,
my fragile ego it would bruise,
so please,
don’t ask me any more.
Goodness gracious what a bore.
Then a bore I’ll be,
I’ve only got one pair can’t you see,
they’re currently tied up on my feet.
Tag Archives: shoe writings
shoe poems 002
I once bought a shoe,
without the faintest of clues,
about how they'd fit on me trotters.
To my surprise,
they were perfect in size,
so now I feel a lot hotter.
shoe poems 001
leather, lace and rubber,
the places you'll discover,
with shoes on your feet,
so steer clear from your seat,
and you'll be moments away from each other.
wear shoes, write poems 