I misplaced half a pair Friday night
Of my shoes now I'm without a right
How does one lose a shoe?
First you drink your face blue
Then you stumble on home in delight
Uh, Saturday night you looked like you coulda lost the whole foot. : -)
Great limerick with lot of fun. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
Thanks Ratnakar. I had fun amassing the inspiration for the poem. The aftermath, however, was not so very pleasant
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What an excellent poem and a lesson to us all to write about a familiar subject. Our best work comes from this very thing. How clever of you discover this truth.