In my shoes



Let’s write one here,

About a quest for shoes,

The quest of a girl with big

Feet, size 42, not 41, UK size

9 not 8, if she’s honest

With herself today, the

Girth from ‘little’ toe to

Big is the kind of substantial

A man boasts of but

A woman hides in shame

In a pair of furry Uggs

Under a puffy coat or

Forgiving bell bottoms,

Bravely taking on the mud’s

Jeering  face.

 

In she goes, the MEN’s

Section, less shameful at

Christmas, fall back on

Pretence of shopping for

Spouses, brothers, uncles, boyfriends,

Big boots with big buckles

To accommodate long feet

And hairy ankles in sturdy comfort-

 Firm soles, 100 %  natural

Rubber to support the tread of 6 foot

15 stone, if need be, not her

Fluctuating 12 to 13 frame, 5foot 11, if

She’s standing straight, less, if

On a short date with a short man,

Mostly sitting down, if she can find

A chair and a table to hide the boot

That weighs the crossed leg down.

 

Still, never mind, better to be well – shod

Than tottering about in heels

2 sizes down, that never fit and

Never will, unless she gets over the

 Strange condition that makes her

Feet too big: Acromegaly, it’s called,

Google it if you’re confused or bored,

 Or if you find you change size

From day to day, no matter how much

Choc you didn’t eat or beers you didn’t

Drink – men have it too, but it’s

Easy for them to like big shoes.

 

 

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