Beat Feet
You can't beat feet,
They're really kind of neat!
Toes and heels,
Small bones in between.
Travels the world,
Wherever you've been.
Can't leave them behind,
When you pack.
They are attached,
You can't give them back!
There are also extras you see,
Nails, boils, and callouses for free.
No extra cost for each separate toe,
Fitted quite well.
In descending order almost like a bell.
You could play them very well,
With a toe stick,
Maybe buy one or make one for free!
Toes on your feet,
Can be a treat!
All can be tickled,
And that causes a shriek!
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