Hose and Toes

  My hose are red.  My toes are too.
Showing sexy, in a white spike shoe.
 A tartan mini, in McMillan plaid.
Crazy freaky, but does it make me bad?
 My brain's just wired in a funky way.
I'm not like you, and that's okay.
 Sam I am what I am.
I'm me and free, so let me be!
 Mine's not judge,who you are.
Why should I, dim your star?
 Shine on, all.  Let's light the way.
In order to keep it we must give it away.
 Sow the seeds of joy and peace.
Love and tolerance, all hatred cease.
 I'm living alive, in a new-found faith.
No longer a specter.  No longer a wraith.
 No longer afeared of you might think.
I enjoy being weird.  I relish my kink.
 If I don't harm, and inflict no hurt.
I'll do my housework in  a short sexy skirt.
 I'll sashay and sway, in four inch spike heels.
Enjoying just how, it looks and feels.
 To be.
 Free.
 ME!