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Blue Calfskin Nights
Boots fit girls down to the ground
True, but don't ask me quite why
Calfskin moulds itself to any form
Yours were the colour of the sky
Red boots smack of aggression
Yellow a hint of primrose flower
But blue sends a potent message
A promise of love and soft power
Blue varnished boots tread softly
Only ballet shoes look so neat
Yours, though scuffed and worn
...Saturday 26th September 2020 11:07 am
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