You bit me on my big toe,
And pinched me on all the others.
My heels you squeezed on both sides
Till red and raw and sore.

I paid big money for you,
All tall and uppity and high!
I called others you had serviced,
They raved and said, “she’s good!”

Me? I want my money back.
Love affair over before begun.
My vice has gotten the better of me.
New shoes-must you hate me so?

©2010 mcjames


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