The Saga of Nine Toes

Once upon a time, in Irving on day, Sat Billy, Keith, and Sam the usual way, Keith got a call, important I’d guess, Doc said his kidney in a terrible mess, Go to the hospital, ER check in, Potassium too high, could be the END, So off Keith went, hospital again, Our buddy our pal, bald headed friend, Previous to this, ‘bout a month ago, Had a sore on his foot, next to big toe, Diabetes you see no feelin’ there, Carol was mad and pullin’ out her hair, So off came the toe, on the left foot, With gauze and tape, the doctor did put, Time to go home, the patches come off, So Carol removed one with touch so soft, Keith said NO, ya gotta go fast, Rip it off quick, ya don’t make it last, So Carol grabbed one with sheepish grin, Remember I’m mad as removal begin, It came off quick and Carol was PLEASED, Like combing out fast, hair that was teased, Off came more with great satisfaction, Revenge for Carol by Keith’s reaction, The nurse was grinning’ a told ya so glare, ‘Nother patch removed, it took some hair, Now this aint all, I do have some more, Keith in his recliner feet off the floor, His head was shakin’, his leg did quiver, His body movin’ like a ragin’ river, Michael in awe, a dropped jaw look, Carol speechless, as the whole room shook, Then Keith did laugh a gotcha for sure, Satisfaction sweet, motivation pure, Not real funny, Carol sharply retorted, It’s how I heard it as Keith reported.