I remember watching the film, The Red Shoes on television as a child and being quite scared. The thought of my shoes taking over and taking me where they wanted to go is actually quite horrifying.
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Tell us about your favorite pair of shoes, and where they’ve taken you.
My Wellingtons passed the other day
They had a good life I’m glad to say
The sole had cracked and they began to leak
Sadly they will never become antique
I remember well the day they were bought
Five years ago,I thought then nought,
About how good friends they would be
To my allotment and me,
In every weather,
We were together,
They splurged through mud and claggy clay
And cleaned up nicely the next day,
To spade and fork they were a friend
I’m sad that this is now the end.
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