Walk in my shoes

Spread cheer not abuse

Clench your toes

In a golden pose

And be keen to compose

A life of love for all you meet

Never spread hate or defeat

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Everyone knows Dorothy's story

A farm girl, not seeking glory,

Who ended up in a house that crushed a witch

For this accident of nature she was enriched

By three friends of straw and tin and fur.

A drugdose of flying monkeys captured her

And continuing this thread,

She accidentally soaked the witch's sister:

You guessed it: Ding Dong!

Another wicked witch is dead.

But few know about another kid

Who caught another tornado Uber ride

Where he helped another kingdom

To sappily, happily abide.

But because of scope of this tale I can't release

It would require fifty volumes (At a cheap $9.99 each)

But here’s teaser to give you peace.

After {see the set at 10% off for all!}

He ended up in a castle with his pals,

Three souls of soup and wood and rock;

A wizard to help him home

Gave him golden shoes whose heels he had to knock

Three times together

Waking to a plate of brownies, the munchies

But no more stormy weather.

The feet in these shoes have grown with age

knowing what's in the past, you turn the page

as life seems to get so cold

but nothing will ever touch or make to fade my hoes of gold

New?

from you?

wow who knew?

Walking on a cloud

Some consider my footwear to be... loud?

But how?

They’re so Now

Custom made with love

fit beautifully; like a glove

A Mississippi Moon

now skipping like a poet’s stone

knowing I’ll never again be alone

Finally Zapatos de vestir

they match

... my toenail polish

It’s good to be alive today