Giggely, Wiggely, Piggeldy Toes Poem by Mark Walters

Giggely, Wiggely, Piggeldy Toes



Giggly, wiggely, piggeldy toes,
Stare back from the covers at me.
A pinkely, winkeldy, piddy tree grows;
Like missle toes shot in a spree.

Yet were my tootselie wootselies true,
Not just a wandering round;
I'd be footloosely fancily free,
Not just face-planted a ground!

Saturday, March 18, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: humour
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