Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Feat
Feet
My toe of woe
Is cracking

Blue she blew
Words cannot believe
Without pronunciation lifeless without sound
The ones that annunciation is clever
Even witty
Eat your words

Or have I learned to be silience
With food stuffed in my mouth
Oh I love to taste flavors
Smells scents

Walking my feet
Carried me
Through Paris
Hiking on Kauai


Now I have a toe
That requires. Attention

Let me walk in a good way
Without pain
Plea see e

Amen!

Wore the wrong shoes
Ouch
Blister on my heel


It’s summer

Party on the beach tommorow night