The shoe shop

  

  •               I sat there with a frown 
  •                She picked yet another pair
  •                I looked on with disdain
  •                I knew it wasn’t fair
  •                I think she has too many 
  •                But then who am I to say
  •                No matter what I utter
  •                She’ll always get her way
  •                                Jpoet7
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