Happy New Year

I’m looking to buy some great shoes today. To finish a poem I’ve been working on, to replace my Miz Mooz Amelia Button Boots that I’ve worn to death over the past three years, and to finish
a poem. 

Here’s to new things like a new year and new boots and a new poem.

I’m thinking of turning the old boots into flower pots or umbrella holders or something useful. I just can’t bare to throw them away despite the fact that they DON’T look like they should anymore. Hole in the toe, bent over like wilted flowers, chips, scuffs, holed soles. But they were grand once, weren’t they? HAPPY NEW YEAR! Drink lots of chamPAGne. It’s good to feel bubbly inside.

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