Bill Simmons

Fingers - Poem by Bill Simmons

Said one finger to the other finger
As they walked across the table
You are so much just like me
I just love it when you write your fables

I just love the way you write
Sometimes you bring tears to my eyes
Why, there's not another finger in this whole world
I'd rather have here at my side

Well, thank you said the finger
I am too quite fond of you
In case you didn't know it, you are my strength
When I write you push me through

I always thought too you're quite cute
When you write you make me laugh
But I am so sorry that when we walk
You always must follow last

Why, I don't mind that at all
I'm just glad we're with each other
And I so enjoy our walks
I wouldn't have no other brother.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 18, 2005

Poem Edited: Monday, May 17, 2010

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