Shoes

 

It seems to me, all I do is put on my shoes

That’s all I do.

 

I put on my shoes

then take off my shoes.

 

I get up in the morning

Bend over

put on my shoes, stand up, bend over and take ‘em off at night.

That’s all I do.

 

Work shoes, tennis shoes, dress shoes,

shoo flies off me stinking shoes!

 

And dishes.  It seems like all I do is wash the dishes,

That’s all I do.

Then I have to dirty them.

 

I get ‘em out, get food all over them, wash ‘em,

Put ‘em away,

get ‘em out

Dirty ‘em up, put ‘em in the sink, take ‘em out,

shoo flies off me stinking dishes,

wash ‘em off, put ‘em away,

In between putting on and taking off me shoes.

That’s all I do.

 

And laundry.

I wash my clothes,

get ‘em dirty,

wear ‘em out,

patch ‘em,

buy new ones,

wash ‘em and fold ‘em,

Hang ‘em up, lay ‘em down,

so I can find them again, to put back on

and make ‘em smell bad.

Shoo flies off my stinking laundry!

That’s all I do!

I bend over,

I put on my shoes,

I tie my shoes

I wear my shoes

I wash the dishes and wear the clothes

Get everything dirty

Bend over and take off my shoes.

That’s all I do.

 

Like work.

I get up,

make coffee,

put on clean clothes,

bend over

put on my shoes,

dirty a bowl with cereal,

dirty a cup and a spoon with coffee,

and go to work.

Get everything dirty at work,

then clean it all up

like nothing was ever dirty to begin with.

 

I work all day, I work all night,

I make things dirty

and put on my shoes

and put an my shoes

and put on my shoes.

 

Like sex.

I get all cleaned up,

kiss the girl,

talk dirty,

she bends over

and we make a mess.

Trying to swallow each other whole

while ripping each others meat off by the claw full,

screaming, pounding,

and frightening the birds to farther trees

with our catcalls.

That’s all I do.

 

There must be tornadoes in this bed,

because sooner or later,

pillows and sheets and shoes are spinning in the air,

and some one seems to get bucked off with no warning and sent flying across

the room.

 

It seems to me, all we do is take off our shoes,

bend over, get nasty,

have a couple orgasms, fly across the room.

Have coffee and a cigarette,

put it out in the coffee, scratch our butts,

have a few more orgasms,

get up, shoo flies of my stinking bed,

bend over, put on our shoes,

clean up the and go get something to eat.

 

That’s all I do, have a few orgasms and

put on my shoes

and put on my shoes and put on my shoes.

VultureJohn Dooley