My Sneakers- Shoe Contest
They're old, they're ugly, they're falling apart.
Had them forever, they're part of my heart.
They're comfy and old
And to me, pure gold
And if you throw them out, a fight WILL start.
Copyright © Francine Roberts | Year Posted 2011
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