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sand in my shoes.

I'd still sand in my shoes
This Annoyed Me

Irrational I thought
But who cares? I'd been taught

Then a voice came from sea
Said...  how weird you be

Things never stay in one place.

M
 

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Shirley Harrison

lol this is wonderfully comical, I wonder was it the voice of my own Paddy MC Gee, so philosophical nothings stays the same ain't that the truth. A wonderful way of looking at the truth. 🌹 Ps, sand annoys me too but like you I too just shake it off. ❤️

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Marion

Lol... glad it made you smile. I've always thought sand to be one of life's free luxury's ... a treat for the toes. When I sit on soft sand I could almost believe in God! Hugs x

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Matthew Zeccola

Marionette, you're a lunatic! I love it. You could write the phone book and it would be great. Love, M. 

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Marion

I freely admit to the above charge. What's a phone book? I'm too young to know ...😄😆😆

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sparrowsong

Hello Marion...

Sand in the shoe memories...

Children sure have strange places to store it...

Have you noticed that?

Thank you for bringing that memory to the front of my mind...

​​​​​​Of course, we can't steal sand...

We went back and put it back...

Then my Daughter would say Mommy we could make a towel trail...

A towel trail from the beach to the car?

I'd rather just return it...

That's a lot of towels kid...

I already needed 2 more arms as it was...

Weird with you M...

Great fun write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

 

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Marion

Always love your comments S... return it? Nah... we add it to kids sand pit lol hugs x

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