If the Shoe Fits, You Must Have a Fit

“You shouldn’t have.”

“I did.”

The 1st opened the silver-papered present & found a soft gray winter boot inside.

“It smells like leaves.”

“I knew you’d like it.”

Like it, the 1st did. He wore them it the time & e’en slept with it next to his face on the pillow when the night arrived.

But 1 night as he was lying in bed, too excited to sleep, he happened to stare @ the boot & noticed a big dot on it, a glassy dot.

He suddenly sat up, chest heaving heavily.

This ‘splains all.


December, Eye, Shoe