New Shoes Poem by Saint Cynosure

New Shoes

Rating: 5.0


What to do,
where to go,
I've put on my new shoes.
Maybe down to make a bet,
there blue and I cant lose.
If I could somehow stop to think,
then maybe I could choose.
But I cant seem to get away
from viewing my new shoes

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