Frederick Locker-Lampson on Shoemaking
← Back to Frederick Locker-Lampson Profile
“Oh, where did hunter win So delicate a skin For her feet? You lucky little kid, You perished, so you did, For my sweet.”
“Cinderella's lefts and rights To Geraldine's were frights, And I trow The damsel, deftly shod, Has dutifully trod Until now.”
“The fairy stitching gleams On the sides and in the seams, And it shows That Pixies were the wags Who tipped these funny tags And these toes.”