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You look at me through window pane, And fill my heart with desire, Your seductive curves cause my will to strain, And your lovely form I must acquire. To have you to myself fills me with joy, As I walk with you down the street, That feeling you quickly set to destroy, As you take objection to the form of my feet. It takes an hour to recover, When we return from our stroll, The burning pain I soon discover Is caused by the evil in your sole!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 11/15/2012 4:39:00 AM
lol Sharon, this is funny and yet so true. Why is it that we always love them in the window but its a whole different story when we wear them? enjoyed this :)
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Date: 11/15/2012 4:11:00 AM
The temptation in the shop window can be great ..... Hope the shoe fits your foot .... A fun and good poem Sharon. - Have a nice day. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)
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