Five Toes

Of the toes I have but five, Somehow they think they're alive. Toddling about all day, One would think they know what the feet say! On the other side are five more, To make a pair as I step out the door. As human as they can be, Only perverse occasionally. When one goes one way, And not the other, Puts my heart all a flutter! I can only say, "Feet go this way!" And hope my toes tag a long, Not get lost singing a song, At the local Bar-B-Que, Or dancing on a table or two! It seems to me quite strange, When toes play such silly games. Go this way and that! Until I catch them with my hat! Corralled in socks they do obey, And help me get on with my day!