Busy Lady

She's a busy lady, much too busy to converse with the likes of me - a lowly public shoelicker - whilst she enjoys her cigarette break. However, just to be in the presence of her busy boots and socks is an honour for me!

She's too busy chatting on her phone to converse with the likes of me

My role is merely to lickshine her busy boots!

And to revel in the nearby presence of her socks!

For these are the boots and socks of a busy goddess!

I am honoured to even breathe in the same air as her boots and socks...

...let alone taste the boots!

Her sock is of little importance to her...

...but it looms large in my pathetic consciousness, being the sock of a superior and busy young woman!

What an honour to be so close to such a fabulous female sock!

The sock of my better...

...the sock of a goddess!

I like socks!


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