In Zurich's Limmat, shimmering waters flow, Past cobblestone streets where high-heels click and go. With Crocs or sandals, the locals take a stroll, Embracing the droll and the permissive role. The river twists and turns through the cityscape, Carving its path with a grace so agape. Reflecting the sunset in a distressed hue, A 10XL pair of shoes floats into view. A sight so grotesque, yet oddly serene, The Limmat dances on, a whimsical dream. In Zurich's embrace, where the old meets the new, The river tells stories, both strange and true.