For somebody who's really frail,
Having that one Parisian pair
Needs to be handle with such care
'Cause for my heart-- though not aware,
Was firmly captured by it's glare!
For alloted money and time
Just to finally name you mine
Add moments we encountered slime
All can be understood and fine
Since only you, make my feet shine.
Though no longer fitted in feet
Hence you lost your dimes so I weep
And for the time that fastly fleets,
I could still treasure you and keep
But I was too dumb not to see.
I undoubtedly would have known
How you ease all the times I've frown
If not for the moment I've thrown--
Thrown you away to someone's home
Better to be used, to her prom.
My Parisian pair of sandals,
You're the best one I've ever had.
Always want you to glimmer more
But I won't see since you are gone..