The Two Feet
THE TWO FEET by René Annandale
There was a man with two big feet
but never the two would meet.
For the left foot went definitely left
and the right foot went positively right
They would not even face each other at night.
Yet he would never trade them for any other.
One day the left foot said to the right
Do you think we might
be able to walk in the same direction?
The right foot said: Now what makes you ask such a silly question?
Well, said the Left. It is worth a try.
So the Right conceded, although he’d never know why.
For one day they traveled in harmony
but oh, it ended in a catastrophe.
You see, the man - the owner of the feet -
had to cross a busy street.
He was going to the bakery
but ended up in the cemetery.
The two feet were sorry for their loss
He was, after all, a kindly boss.
Yet they were happy to not have been separated,
for that would have left them exasperated.
Separation they would be unable to bear
They will for ever be an unpaired pair.
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