Blue ShoesA Poem by ZallDancing in blue shoes.
Blue Shoes
I’ll slip on my blue shoes,
And let’s go clubbing,
We’ll dance all night,
And we’ll never fight,
Our feet might hurt,
But we won’t care,
My blue shoes on the dance floor,
Making noise and turning heads,
Click,
Clack,
Click,
Clack,
My blue shoes go on the dance floor,
You’ll spin me around,
And pull me close,
My heal will pop the air,
And glitter will fall for all to see,
My blue shoes,
And when the night is done,
You’ll walk me home,
And my blue shoes will go back away,
Waiting for another night,
Another night of clubbing,
Waiting to make their own song on the dance floor,
Click,
Clack,
Click,
Clack,
My blue shoes will go on the dance floor.
© 2009 ZallAuthor's Note
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