Nice Feet, Suggestive Toes Poem by ted de Hallam

You can't see me, how you know
I'm up above you down below
Gazing on such sweet repose
Nice feet, suggestive toes.

Was that a wriggle that I saw
Is somethin happenin ground floor?
Or is it jus my mind a-wander
Think I'll stay a little longer.

I'd kiss each digit one by one
Till you holler 'Here I come'
Then I tell you not to bother
Ten are gone but there's one other.





words needs tune.rap?
obvious hook 'Nice feet, suggestive toes.'
repeat 'suggestive digestive' or 'a.n.other'?