Today I handed over 6 paintings for my friend’s beach house. It was pretty nerve-wracking doing so many and not wanting to mess them up.
And left aside for a bit they were then ready for a bit of a makeover:
I’d never tried painting or even drawing flip flops before. I accidentally made the top half too wide. They might just haunt me lol.
Specialist Feet Flip Flops
Whose feet are they
That fit snug in such ghastly shoes?
Surely one ought to cover such magnificent beasts more profoundly.
A sneaker, Sir? Would do the trick.
You suggest not I.
May we not all run wild and free?
With feet as such
One might have other more pressing oddities to cast the eye over.
Just do not cast eyes.
Keep your eyes uncasted
Encased in sun shades
Always looking up.
What an odd poem from the recesses of my mind. Anyone else got a flip flop poem?