Ode to Fleecy Slippers
        by Elena Santangelo

I think Byron would have liked this one.
(From "She Walks In Beauty," 1824)

She walks in booties late at night,
In soleless shoes that have no ties;
All comfy warm and not too tight
Due to the slightly larger size;
Thus mellow'd more than in daylight
When dressy heels do agonize.

Upon those feet, and under go,
So soft, so warm, so excellent;
She smiles as she sips her cocoa,
Forgetting hours of groaning spent,
Her toes all crushed in stiletto—
In booties now, she's so content.

Copyright ©2006, Elena Santangelo

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