These boots were made for walking,
for crawling, breaking, brawling,
for stomping, splashing, stalking,
for marching and for talking.

These boots were made for posing
for goth and skinhead moping,
for teenage angst and pouting,
for kicking cans and shouting.

These boots were made for fighting,
for heavy metal striding,
for lasting and maturing,
for polishing, enduring.

I recently acquired my first pair of Doc Martens. As a teen I always fancied a pair, it’s taken a while… They’re quite wonderful, although as my blisters attest, they’re in need of breaking in. Not sure I’ll use them for fighting though!
(10.08.23)

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