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Lost Soles

One evening as I walked my dog I came across a pair of shoes Lying there beside a log Not exactly breaking news Still I couldn’t help but wonder Who would ditch their size sixteens Did they hate the rainbow colors Or the oddly random seams? Or perhaps some bozo missed them These huge and homely shoes I’d found And rather than dismiss them There I stood, missing a clown.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2023




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