Best Pedicure Poems

I don't know what came over me that day - an instant of weakness after years of resistance, I suppose.

My beaming spouse leads me, a dog on a short leash, into the forbidden citadel, the sanctum sanctorum of feminine fastidiousness, the dreaded nail salon.

As we...

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I make the appointment all excited
for my feet look like my dads, uninviting.

I anxiously wait until the day of my arrival,
expecting...who-ha’s...claps...and grins.

None of this sort grabs me, instead it is
pick out color...pick out color...and then she turns with chagrin.

That is okay...I am still excited...I try...

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what delight!
what delicious pleasure to see
my toes all painted pink
Joy!  Happy daisy child song
skip & dance through puddles smiling
lollipops & baby dolls
tea parties & ruffled bottom
girly girl
pink toe nails

4/2011...

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