Tailored Soles

Life from the line in a country far from here
Together we flew international cross the sea dear
Until we sat in some foreign shop shelf
Patiently waiting to be needed our self

When finally that magic day for us did arrive
First thing we did was go for a refreshing drive
Then a walk to our new home made of brick
And outside to the garden to give a ball a kick

Now over ten lifelong...months have passed
And how tired our soles have become from wear
But together did we ever have a massive blast
So well rot together me and you, oh what pair