Footloose

This morning I chased cobwebs from my head
Wondered what to wear as I lay lazy in bed
Motivated at last I donned summer dress
Then catapulted from relaxed to completely stressed
With a realization that hit like a ice cold shower
I left my shoes in my mother’s garden bower
Not exactly footloose and fancy free
I went on a crazy shoe throwing frenzy
This heel’s broken; this one’s not a pair
Oh my god I have no shoes to wear
Today was one of those where I needed high heels
To give me that certain je ne sais coi feel
Instead this mistress’s feet are firmly on the floor
In a pair of flats I have never ever worn
So now I am completely obsessed
With blowing some cash in my beloved Nine West