Bobbie Jo's Shoes

Poem By jim foulk

Bobbie Jo went
to town to buy
some shoes, but
once again she was
told, no shoes here.

'Now, Now repiled Bobbie
Jo, why no shoes.'
'Can't you see
Bobbie Jo, right,

in front of you,
the store burned
down last night.'

Poor Bobbie Joe,
she can't win,
for losing.

Comments about Bobbie Jo's Shoes

Great style of writing Jim. all the best, poor Bobby Jo Love duncan X
Bobbie Joe is a wonderful character. Now we know she loves hats and shoes. It is to be hoped that we will hear more of her. Lovely write, Jim. Warm regards, Sandra
Poor Silly Bobbie Jo and clever you for penning this. love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Jim, I just loved the humour that ran through this lovely piece. The next time I go shopping for shoes I'll make sure the shop hasn't burnt down first. Top marks from me. Thanks for sharing it my friend. David


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