A young lady wearing only 1 high-heel shoe
Composed a fine sonnet at just gone 2.
As the clock struck 4,
She said “I truly adore
Writing sonnets, but where is my other shoe!”.
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A young lady wearing only 1 high-heel shoe
Composed a fine sonnet at just gone 2.
As the clock struck 4,
I knocked on her door
And said, “miss, have you lost a shoe?.
Oh great. I love it.
Thank you. I’m pleased you love my poem. Best wishes. Kevin
Welcome 🙂
Oh knock knock, are you the princess with one shoe…
A fela in search of his Cinderella?
Could well be me..