Thy insides art like the gardens of merrie, noble Spring,
Restoring my love for thee once more when removed,
Thou art truly excellent, glorious shoes of red!
My adoration of thee wilt not be disproved.
Okay, so I needed a distraction this afternoon and this was it... You know how it is sometimes!
2 comments:
ROFLMAO!
truely the poets of old would have dashed themselves against pointy rocks to talk to you and learn of your pointy shoe
*lol* Now I'm getting ideas of the epic Greek poems. Imagine an epic poem solely (hehe!) about a shoe...
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