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The Demise of Infamous Foot Apparel
by Cathlyn CartierWhat's with the red suede boots 'round here?
I just don't understand,
Why everyone is rantin so
C'mon guys they're not even second hand.
Cass wore them first for having sex.
Then Sallie took a turn.
When Ben tried them on for size
His breakfast he did burn.
They made their way to Rusty,
Who simply could not resist.
He attempted a lewd table dance
That ended with a broken wrist.
Who'll get them next and try them on?
Who'll think they're quite the bomb?
Rusty mailed them to Mayport, Florida.
Lord help us, he sent them to Tom!
The heel is broken,
The zippers won't stay up.
I think we should retire them.
Nail that coffin shut! 11/16/2002 Author's Note: What can I say... thanks for the inspiration ya'll = )
Posted on 11/17/2002
Copyright © 2024 Cathlyn Cartier
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Lori Johnson on 11/17/02 at 04:43 AM LOL....and the boots live on! :)
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| Posted by JD Clay on 11/17/02 at 03:47 PM If boots could talk. I'd pay to hear those tales. Good stuff Cathlyn. Peace... |
| Posted by Anne Howe on 11/17/02 at 08:30 PM those boots will indeed now be infamous ..... what a good read ............. definitely brings a smile |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 11/18/02 at 03:18 AM A-h-h-h Cath don't give the boots the boot they
have been fun. Fun poem.....Charlie |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 11/18/02 at 05:52 PM LOL! Yes indeed nail that coffin shut. I prefer my women barefoot, to me much more sexy. |
| Posted by Christina Bruno on 11/19/02 at 04:28 PM LoL what a clever poem :) |
| Posted by Adrian Calhoun on 11/20/02 at 06:38 AM Well done my friend. I honestly don't remember anything having such an impact as those Red Suede Boots. I think they should be bronzed and put on display in the Smithsonian. |
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