Phobia

One day while out walking
His left foot started talking
Within the space of one week 
It was spouting in Classical Greek
Kept him awake that long night 
Trying to converse with the right
Thermal socks failed to muffle
 that dread voice
Leaving him with 
only one unenviable choice
To save his sanity 
before it was too late
A do it yourself kit 
to amputate
So great his need 
He did the deed
He survived but lives in fear 
That one day he will hear
Whilst out walking 
His right foot starting talking
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January 21, 2023 at 7:11 PM
Where do you get these ideas? Your brilliance is astounding ! (saw it coming) but you couldn't put a foot wrong with that one Terry. l loved it. lf you entered it in a contest it would be a shoe in to win.
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January 22, 2023 at 1:10 AM
Pun my sole Wen - we have such a rich and beautiful language and i love playing with it. Strange but i quite often wake up about 4 in the morning with a poem written in my head. So, that's where a lot come from
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