Toes

poem by: Theresa Davison
Written on Apr 18, 2018 

We were lined up barefoot at school one day
A warm morning in mid-May
All the girls with their feet exposed.
In my class were 250 toes.
Some toes long, some toes short
Some toes remain hidden they ought
Some toes ugly
No toes snuggly
No shoes, no socks, No footwear allowed at all.
At lunchtime we played barefoot football.
My second toe is my longest
My big toe is my strongest

 

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Frank Hornby . commented on Apr 18, 2018 at 6:34pm
Hahaha...I like this Toem......I mean poem...
Theresa Davison commented on Apr 19, 2018 at 5:42am
Thank you Frank xx hehe
Frank Hornby . commented on Apr 19, 2018 at 8:39am
My wife's second toe is also the longest........hahaha...she says it's a sign of super intelligence!.......I've got a feeling you will agree.......
Theresa Davison commented on Apr 19, 2018 at 3:14pm
I toes-tally agree with your wife, Frank.
Theresa Davison commented on Apr 19, 2018 at 3:15pm
I toes-tally agree with your wife, Frank.
Frank Hornby . commented on Apr 20, 2018 at 6:50pm
......I toeld you didn't I.....😂......I promise..no more toe jokes!.....honest
Theresa Davison commented on Apr 21, 2018 at 7:27am
I don't know what Toe say to that. I don't mind the jokes. But I think we'll RUN out if we're not toe careful. I think the jokes are getting a little corny. xx

 

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