The Wrong Shoe
A late night out
Followed by an early dash
Made getting too the office
A complete and utter hash
My hair was stuck up like ‘Mary’s’
I was running late and in a rush
My shirt was half tucked into my trousers
Causing discomfort and a ‘jockey crush’
My fly zip was snagged and open
But the belt had saved the day
The hair on my tongue was festering
Temporarily keeping the boss at bay
Just when I thought I was settled
The day presented another ‘T do’
My feet were mismatched and adorning……
A black and a very brown shoe!!
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