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In My Right Shoe
by Joe CramerIn my right shoe, there's a squeak
That drives me crazy, if I may speak.
There's something wrong with the leather,
Or at least a subtle change in the weather.
Daily now, that squeal cries out
From my right foot, such a shout.
I've tried all that I could
Except to wear some shoes of wood.
So I must live with my forlorn shoe
Never knowing just what to do.
So much for buying expensive shoes,
I think my squeak was just singing the blues! 07/08/2008 Author's Note: ... I finally got rid of those shoes!
Posted on 07/08/2008
Copyright © 2025 Joe Cramer
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 03/09/09 at 04:31 PM This is really cute! I have shoes that sqeak- they drive me nuts too, but I like them, so I'll continue to "sweak" my way until Summer! Good write- made me smile. |
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