Ralph Sergi Poet Rhyme

The Agony of De Feet

The Agony of de feet

When I am afoot I fear for the fact
That my didgets will fidget
And I must react
My corns are like thorns
When the pressure is great
The bunion’s no funion 
My toenails ingrown
With all this pain I can loudlly state
I must buy large shoes
 To give me some space 
to rid me of this winged tip fate

Ralph SergI ©
October 23, 2018

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Joseph Sergi October 30, 2018 at 8:47 PM Now this is funny! Nice Work!

Charlie Smith October 29, 2018 at 1:35 PM This one hurt me to my sole, through in some neuropathy, and welcome to my world, good one Ralph... Ralph Sergi October 29, 2018 at 5:12 PM Thank you, Charlie: You always manage to throw something in (sole) at the end of each comment (ha ha)

Laura Leiser October 23, 2018 at 4:21 PM Funny verse, and inventive, too! Great write, Ralph! Enjoyed :) Ralph Sergi October 23, 2018 at 5:09 PM Thank you, Laura. I remember wearing the tight wing tips at an early age. ouch!

Jan Allison October 23, 2018 at 3:54 PM OUCH and sadly I can relate as I had to see the doc today about a split in my big toe and have to be careful it doesn't turn into an ingrowing toenail, wearing ill fitting shoes can wreak havoc with our tootsies!:-) hugs Jan xx