Every woman, has a fascination with
shoes! She wants to have, every kind
to wear. Her closet may be filled with
shoes, but will gladly make room, for
another pair. When she goes shopping,
she'll buy most every style, not to mention,
every color, in the book. It doesn't matter
what it looks like, she has to have, the
brand new look. What is this obsession,
with shoes? What is it all about? No
matter, how I try to access it, I can't
figure it out. I guess, there's no use in
breaking my head, that's the way it will
always be. If I happened to be near a
shoe store, how could I, resist. Do you
see that lovely pair in the window?
Well...it must have been put there, just
for me!
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