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Barefoot Girl
We obey society's conventions
For fear there's much to lose
One of the unwritten rules
Is to at least try to wear shoes
You went barefoot like a peasant
A throwback to the days of old
I wondered about your welfare
I feared you might catch cold
You risked those feet on grass and stone
Burned one after dropping the kettle
The other was left hopping mad
Afte...
Saturday 25th April 2020 10:58 am
Looking Down At Your Shoes
Looking down at your shoes
Looking down at your shoes
I smell a rat when I see you
Looking down at your shoes
First there was wayward Madeleine
You fell for those big sheep's eyes
Followed by her twin sister Hattie
Notorious for her cakes and pies
After Jennifer and Lana and Teri
Your eyes were glued to your loafers
You seem to spend all your time
Entwine...
Wednesday 22nd April 2020 12:15 pm
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