Springtime Popping Outside

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Springtime popping outside
Listening to my Celtic tunes
Grateful for a house to clean
Reports of rain coming soon
Darling damsels at my feet
Enjoying these warmer days
Dancing with pointed toes
Laughing as we let the bagpipes play

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The Truth About Women’s Feet

  

Love wrapped around my mind like a shroud

Full of colors, spectrums & radiant splashes

Not a day without engulfing sunshine

Blinded by pantyhose & false eyelashes

I believed in the fairytale courtships

Sipping champagne from glass slippers

Lovely damsels in need of gentlemen

Revealed to be crude strumpet strippers

My soul could not take this detail

Where was my love with elegant class

Distraught in this new reality

Stuck on feet made for crystal glass

How could my dreams unravel so

This giving me pause to think

Now I understand the truth

That women’s feet actually stink