MY SHOE MY SHOE IS WHITEAS SNOW AND A SPORTY ONE TOO.

IT GOES THUD, THUD SPITTER, SPATTER, SQUEAK WHEN IT RUNS. IT’S AS ROUGH AS COAL ON THE OUTSIDE BUT SOFT AS A FEATHER ON THE INSIDE. IT LOVES TO RUN AND LOVES TO GO TO NEW PLACES IT GETS VERY EXCITED WHEN THERE ARE LOTS OF PEOPLE AROUND.

AND IT ALSO MIGHT SAY “PLEASE DON’T STEP ON ME I AM A PERSON ASWELL YOU KNOW”. THE END POEM BY YAIZA FREIRE BERNAT.