ShoegasmA Poem by Frieda Pwhat else? just for fun...but yes I'm serious about shoes!butterflies for your tootsies lovely trinkets for the imagination my heart's desire without an attitude lusty little morsels to whet your appetite red fook me shoes are nice you tripped over my lace i stepped on your face nothing flat i scaled the tempo excitement like cotton candy round and round and up and down fly me to the moon in my stilettos girl's best friend is still her rockin' high hell heels take the whole package or leave me in my wardrobe boot strap leather lashes damask across your back i'll strip naked but don't disturb my shoes you'll get a vampy stride up side your head spike stuck in the chest until you're laid to rest lovers come and go but these were a bloody steal you can't hold a candle to my Manolo Blahniks'
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18 Reviews Added on December 8, 2012 Last Updated on December 11, 2012 Tags: shoes, tongue in cheek, fun AuthorFrieda PNJAboutIf you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..Writing
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