Phil Soar

Gold Star - 48,545 Points (28.06.1952)

Nonsense 28 - Poem by Phil Soar

'The boot's on the other foot now', he said
Maybe that's why I have the pain
Shouldn't I be wearing them properly?
Or is he just insane?
Exactly why I did it
Is most complex to me
These boots were made for walking
And it's only half past three!

Topic(s) of this poem: nonsense


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 1, 2015



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