My Shoes - Original Poetry By Jeff

Here is a poem about my old shoes.

Shoes, Oh shoes
Just look at you now,
You've lasted me 10 months
That, I just don't know how.
I've taught countless guitar lessons and stamped my foot 100,000 times
And walked 5000 long miles, all in those pair of size nines.

Now the peephole in the toe-piece is where the problem lies
I cannot wear them on smart occasions anymore, because of wandering eyes.
I made that little hole from kickstarting my bike and stamping with the beat
With my favored right foot, It's clear the canvas could not take the heat.

The undersoles are pretty good! And at least have another month to go
But I will have to throw them away soon, else the whole front of my foot will be on show.
That is quite a picture,, showing up to a party like that
"have you seen that guy over there with his foot hanging out of his shoe?"
Yes, that's Jeff, He sure looks a twat...

Maybe I can auction my shoes, to my fans and listeners worldwide
In 100 years to come, You can watch my vids and wear these shoes with pride.
Yeeow.

Thanks for reading,
Send me an offer.. lol

You can see a little glimpse of my shoes below when I first bought them in England last year.

Cheers :D