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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Do I need normal shoes equipped with cleats? I’m not as steady as I used to be. The town in which I live has narrow streets: ... So where’s this poem going? Bear with me! I’ve always had an eye for pretty girls. Polite and non-aggressive, if I spied a fetching face, or shoulders draped in curls, I used to cross the street. Once on her side, I wouldn’t pester, leer, or be a pain: I’d walk on by, not try for conversation. My face a mask of diffident disdain, I’d let her dominate the situation. She’d probably ignore me (often did): but what if there’s a question? Way to go! She’s looking for a store that’s selling squid, or just a joint to grab a cup of Joe! Striking up a friendship on the hop – it sometimes works in movies, so it can’t be fiction! I could steer her to the shop, all charm and bumble – humbly Hugh Grant! You never know your luck. A great romance could flourish for a self-asserting hero! but though I offered Cupid half a chance, it never happened once. I’m batting zero. And now, back to the narrow-streeted city, whose sidewalks are beyond an urban joke. We need some kind of citizens’ committee: the grouting’s gone, the slabs are old and broke, and cars encroach upon them when they park. I told you I’m no longer twinkle-toed. It’s safer (and not merely after dark) to walk right down the middle of the road! The other day, I realised I’m old. I shunned the sidewalk, barbers’ shops and churches to stride where sandals score a sounder hold, and grandpa’s feet can get a better purchase. The flagstones to my right gave up a treat: a lovely woman – no, in fact – a wonder! I didn’t shift position in the street, and Fate could not create a tryst. I shunned her! The road felt good: I opted for the same, the surface safe and welcoming and slick: I chose security and felt no shame, the asphalt more appealing than the chick!
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