Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Garin's Valentine
An Ode to Toes
I love my toes.
No one else knows
the wonders they possess.
. . .
I hold them tight,
through day and night.
To this I do confess.
. . .
Because I'm toothing
my gums need soothing.
(Seems like all the time.)
. . .
When my gums hurt,
a toe insert
simply feels sublime.
. . .
Some people think
that all feet stink.
"Not true, not true!" I say.
. . .
These little piggies
('specially the biggies)
bring joy to me each day!
- G. F. Miner Drewes, 2007
I love my toes.
No one else knows
the wonders they possess.
. . .
I hold them tight,
through day and night.
To this I do confess.
. . .
Because I'm toothing
my gums need soothing.
(Seems like all the time.)
. . .
When my gums hurt,
a toe insert
simply feels sublime.
. . .
Some people think
that all feet stink.
"Not true, not true!" I say.
. . .
These little piggies
('specially the biggies)
bring joy to me each day!
- G. F. Miner Drewes, 2007
