BRAVO!
If my shoes had their own hip-hop song,
They'd be singing it all-damn-night long.
The tongues would be flapping,
The soles would be rapping,
But the straight laces think that's just wrong.
I donned my best shoes and I danced,
Then I tangoed, I waltzed, and I pranced.
The jocks saw my jig,
And since I'm not big,
In front of them all I was pantsed.
I have just sent you your GMAIL invite! Enjoy your GMAIL, Forlorn Texan!
What I do is kick them in the pants with a diamond buckled shoe!
~~Aileen Mehle~~
