Shoe Gazing

You're filthy.
It's true.
You get walked all over,
And no one ever takes care of you.
Such a strong soul,
Never a complaint.
Always ready to go,
Even when I ain't.
When you're all tied up,
you're lots of fun-
At night,
And under the sun.
I can't help it,
I'm gazing at you.
You're my favorite
Navy blue shoe.

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