One day I was feeling blue
because I had lost my pretty red shoe.
I wanted so much to wear them
but they were too small and I could not bear them
My mother came out with the cane
I thought in vain, of a quite plain excuse so I would'nt get the cane
My thoughts were erupted
As I sat corrupted
That night I looked at the stars
So beautiful yet so far
I began to wish
Of turkish delight
That I would be queen
And I would rather fancy
a little dancing machine
I wished harder than ever that night
That in the morning it gave me quite a fright
To see my turkish delight
A outfit fit for a queen
And of those lovely dancing machines
But when I closed my eyes they were still there
There was not a hair in my body that was flat
And there my wish suddenly came true
And all because of one lost shoe
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem