Ode To My Shoes

I would like to tell you

About my little red shoes,

My little red shoes, so very small

Sit under my house among the walls,

Up above in my house a racket goes on without

A doubt, while my little red shoes sit in their spot,

So very small like some mice, so very shiny like some gold, so very red like a rose, my little red shoes so very small still sit under my house among the walls,

Just waiting for something to happen for someone to take them out again after all these years,

For my little red shoes so very small still sit under my house among the walls, just waiting for something to happen, after all these years.