High-heeled march

Proud peacock swing

Arm in arm glee

Determined strut

Sure of who did not earn

A spot of celebrity

Yet you yourself

Ten unlifted fingers

But forgiven

Probably because

The quite possessive love

Is weirdly admirable

To a degree

At the end of it

I’m going to bet

Everything

The whole farm

That when the shoes

Were removed

You didn’t feel anything