Fingers talk to each other
Ring finger was tired of being pretty
shush said Middle; I have to be witty
and you cause road rage, said the thumb
he didn’t know this was kind of dumb.
Pinkie said I grow the pointiest nail
Finger next to thumb was silent, unused Dale
He could not think of anything he could do
You help us play the piano! Said the optimist, Pinkie Sue.
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