Boo!

On Halloween I went feet bare!
Gave the neighbors quite a scare!
Thought I was some monstrous ogre
Bearing paws thru leaves and ochre....

 

On Halloween I wore zero-drops,
With discreet blue-stripe-on-dark-ground socks,
The neighbours didn't bat an eye,
At sight of this spotlight-shunning guy.

 

Barefooting thru autumn leaves
I suddenly had the need to sneeze.
KA-CHOO sneezed I---sent leaves a-twirling
'Round my bare soles this early morning.

 

Fog and dead leaves obscure from view,
Dog shit, cans and glass shards too;
In combination this treacherous debris,
Can send shoeless fetishists to A&E...

 

Maybe this thread should be retitled DUELING QUATRAINS

OK.....

Strolling barefoot's so much fun
In wintry blasts or summer sun.
Be cautious where you step, my son,
to avoid the crap of humandom.

 

As nus warns: keep your eyes peeled wide,
To spot the nasties as you stride,
And in Britain at this time also beware,
The skin-burning heat of fireworks flare.

 

In London of yore
McCartney strolled barefoot.
Being "dead" was a bore....
He cared not a toot.

 

yes Guy Fawks nite cud result in lots of embers, tho I gotta figure many barefoot urchins made it through ok.

 

and NO, I am not interested in poetry, whether good or bad.

 

The Fabs crossed the road, all differently dressed,
Sniffing over his shoulder, John was not impressed:
A Shoeless Macca! You'd think he'd think,
To spare those within nose-shot, and contain the stink!

 

I repeat........barf

 

Angelina Joie goes barefoot,
'N so does Hillary Duff,
So I guess that goin' barefoot
Means we all have THE RIGHT STUFF!