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Shoes
You have got them in all sorts and sizes.
The prettier they get, the higher the prices.
So many differences, so many designs.
I like them all, especially the one that shines.
The pink ones are mostly used for ballet.
The high heels are for the lessons in cabaret.
With my sneakers I can walk from town to town.
The white ones I use for a wedding down.
My boots are made for walking, that is all what they do. One of these days these boots are going to walk all over you.
At the end of the day, they are all in a row. And I think O MY GOD, I hope I don’t grow.
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