The Shoes

I went to the mall I was looking for some shoes I had bypassed them all but then I saw you. I was traped by your beauty I was stunned by your shine I knew I had to have you I knew you had to be mine You fit so fine on my feet when I first put you on But after I brought you everything went wrong. You were not the shoe I had longed to take home. You were slipping about and rubbing my toes How could this be? You were the shoes gone wrong! But it was too late to take you back I had to wear you or my cloths would not match With each step there was pain, which made me keep looking down at you in vain. I wish I could take you off and throw you away My feet did not deserve all this pain! But I made it through the day and as soon as I got home I threw you to the ground. My feet was free from you hurtful bound All you were good for is for looks But when it comes to walking...your a nasty little crook!