Just to prove that my invention of a new art form, “Phoetry” (a combination of photograph and poetry) isn’t a one-off, I present to you my latest inspiration :
Slippers incarcerated in a cardboard surround,
Cosy, fluffy, footwear that walks without sound.
Lined up ready, on the High Street
Shaved from sheep, destined for feet,
From lounges in Luton to the bedrooms of Skegness,
These warm comforts are sure to impress,
Snuggly snoozerlers for the old plates of meat,
especially useful when you can’t afford the heat,
Priced to be snapped up and taken away,
Wee Woolly bargains. What do you say?