It wasn’t me!
It was these shoes!
They dragged me
where I didn’t choose!
As soon as they
were on my feet,
off they went
on down the street.
If they weren’t
so tightly tied
I might have taken
back my stride,
but they stomped my
fingers when I tried
and yanked me up
the tallest slide.
They marched me
to the candy shop
I really could not
make them stop!
They kicked my
sister in the shin
then ran before
she saw me grin.
They raced me
to the jungle gym,
I was a victim
to their whim!
They wandered through
the tallest grass
and made me late
for science class.
It wasn’t me!
It was these shoes!
My feet were hostage –
sore abused!
Take these shoes –
these things are cursed!
But you’ll hafta
catch me first!
© Sarah Whiteley
Sometimes you just have to be silly. Although I don’t recommend shin kicking. Usually.
Fantastic… what a treat! Thank you.
I agree… marvelous…
“Mean shoes” were well known in our family – blamed for quite a lot of bad behavior! As in – ‘well, she must have had her mean shoes on’!
LOL! that’s cute – I’ll have to remember that 🙂
Thanks for the smile, poet!
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aww, shucks 🙂
Absolutely gorgeous! x
Oh…this was absolutely delightful and the highlight of my day of reading…many thanks!
Oh…and this would make a great children’s book or video!
thanks, Charles 🙂 someday I’ll have to illustrate all my silly nonsense poems…
i LOVE this! true love!
🙂 Yay love!
You’ve caught the voice of a child perfectly – great fun! And is that your drawing too? It’s perfect for the poem.
that is my silly little drawing
glad you enjoyed – it’s nice to take a break every now and then and think like a kid 🙂
nice nice nice one Sarah
marvelous and delightful read, Sarah!
groetjes, Francina
Big *grin* (which alas, at first I spelled ‘grom’.)
Is a grom just a grin with aplomb? 🙂
I suspect so… 🙂
Thanks for the free smile.
you’re very welcome!
Hey – just checking in – hope all is well in your world! K
🙂 Thanks for the check-in! Life is good, if a little bit speed-bumpy at the moment. But things will pick up again. Have a wonderful week!
🙂