Mollie Hunt:
For my shoe-minded friends.
Originally posted on Elan Mudrow:
Slippers are for cowards
Slip-ons are for Christmas
Morning hung-over dads
Sandals are for white people
forced into dreadlocks
on their way to burn a man
Dancing out of their money
eating spiced tempeh fries
disguised as Jesus peyote
offered by the naturopath
Indian guru of gluttony
Socks are for holy days
Pray upon the sacred hamper
Perform the rites of Wash Day
Resurrection is in the dryer
Boots are for the blues
Galoshes are for the lonely
Pumps are puking in the
Ladies��� room with panties
named Pink, lost in the midst
of the jumble of mesh
Sneakers run unaware everywhere
Dress shoes are in the closet
Clogs are fakin��� the feet
Into performing lurid acts of
Knee highs, leather, and straps
High Tops are for hook ups
High Heels are for the cranky
Swollen members of the crowd
Floating on twisted ankles
Casuals don���t fool anyone
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