Beauty Shoes for Beauty Toes
Beauty shoes for beauty toes.
When it will stop, no one but knows.
I felt like a princess when I saw these heels.
Each toe was crying at the horribleness each feels.
I had shoved them down into this gorgeous shoe so hard.
Some of them were singing sad songs, like a whipped bard.
Beauty shoes for beauty toes, but certainly not for me.
My toes are soaking right now in a vat of tea.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2024
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