Toes

have you ever stopped to look at
i mean really look at your toes
i sit and ponder their purpose
they're too far away to reach  the nose

there's a rumor they're great at rock & roll
though i've never heard them break out into song
must be when i'm asleep in my bed at night
that they jam between themselves all night long

guess if i really thought about it
which i seem to do more often than not
if i didn't have my toes with me as company
i'd  only have my brain to stump
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Hoffman Avatar
November 8, 2017 at 8:50 PM
Love the whole poem but especially the part about them toe jammin at night! Very funny Mike!~Che :)
Wanter Avatar
November 8, 2017 at 6:53 PM
Funny, Funny man!!!!
Borke Avatar
November 8, 2017 at 2:54 PM
I seriously thought about it to try and figure it out. I came up with: The little stublets bend and separate the right amount for gripping the floor when we flex our feet. The thickness of the big one bears the brunt, sparing the entire foot from injury.
Sands Avatar
November 8, 2017 at 9:15 AM
Thanks for the laugh Mike :)
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