GOODBYE TWO-GOODY SHOES

I was raised to be chaste
Not to give myself away in a haste 
But alas, I did...
When I was still but a kid.

I've always played hard to get 
Never to easily become a man's pet
But my adventurous mind gave me away
And so I tossed my pink skirt in the hay 

In a split second, my innocence was gone
Like a bullet from a hunter's gun
The girl had become a woman
Those shoes will never fit again!

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