My Red Heels Everytime it touches my feet, beauty and I automatically meet. Clickity clackity the heels go, but I'm not good in heels you know. Wobbly wobble, shake and shake, If I'm lucky, some dates I'll make. When my heels are off, my beauty somehow slips away, I'll make you cry and scoff, in hopes that I won't stay. So please don't ask for me to wear those shoes, I'll find another magical one, Unfortunately, when they're off my beauty I lose, just don't ask, 'cause in those shoes I can't run! ©Jamie Garcia June 29
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