Is it better
To wear sandals alone
Or with socks
And can you wear
Dark socks with sandals
Or too outside the box
If your toes are not nice
Would you have to think twice
About sandals and socks
And the black and the white of it
Sandals and socks
And the day and the night of it
Sandals and socks
And the feeling and sight of it
Pull up a chair
And let's have a fight over it
There go the sandals
Off with the socks
Toe to toe holy cow
Barefooted rocks
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Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on March 27, 2007
I'll just go bare footed.
Can't wait to get my cutting edge computer.
Will be here April the 2nd.
Love the write and you of course....
The poet who takes a humble subject and turns it into original and lasting words is truly a poet. Well done!
Reviewed by Miss Pandora (Reader)
Reviewed on March 27, 2007
Some of the best walks I have taken have been barefoot, walking miles on long beaches and clambering through rockpools, so yes, I think 'barefooted rocks! ;) Nice write, Panda :)
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Can't wait to get my cutting edge computer.
Will be here April the 2nd.
Love the write and you of course....
The tops getting burnt by the sun,
Hard though initially to run...Ed
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Love,
CJ