New Sneaks
My new striped sneakers might be cool
Or creepy, I can’t tell.
The price was right and socks or not,
They fit me very well.
With rounded toe and laces black
And soles both thick and white,
They make my feet resemble boats
Yet still, they look all right.
I hemmed and hawed inside the store
And then made my decision,
Expecting that my spouse would look
At them with some derision.
But he was undecided, too,
So this was his reply:
“Pharrell* could wear those and on him,
You know they’d look real fly**.”
They’re on my feet right now and there
They will reside a spell;
But still, they might be creepy -
After all, I’m no Pharrell!
*Pharrell Williams
**cool (not my husband’s exact words, I must admit!)
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