Froggy Toes Poem by JJ Evendon

I woke up, in the middle of the night,
at something that gave me a terrible fright.
There at the bottom of my bed
were ten strange things painted in red.
As my eyes adjusted so
they began to dance and put on a show.
First they moved up and down,
then began to spin round and round.
Frightened I pulled up my sheet
only to see that they were attached to my feet.
As I began to slowly wake from my slumber
the ten toes began to do their last number.
And, as I watched, all in agog
I laughed when I saw they were joined by my frog.