They take me where
I wanna go
whether fast
or plodding slow
So short, so wide
six toes seem fair
tho' five each fated
still, people stare
I love my feet
fat tho' they be
I'm quite attached
to them you see
I take them here...
I take them there...
Or rather more,
they take me where
ever it is I
wish to travel
on roads of pitch,
of dust and gravel
When they hurt I
baby them well
Rare is the day
when e'er they smell
Sweet and honest
my sausage toes,
How I love them
fair like the rose
Now to bed I
put these cuties
snuggled up in
fuzzy booties
Goodnight good friends
Sleep well my dears
A new day dawns
tomorrow - Cheers
(2.17.06)
Better fat than smelly! ! But, as long as they get you where you want to go... Brian
Love your body, love every little part of it, and it will respond by serving you well. A very nice poem. Julia
This is a delightful poem, Esther - it's original, it's real, it's hysterical! Very well done, a pleasure to read. Love, CJ
I take them here... I take them there... Or rather more, they take me where (now..loved those lines..i was like...the feet take us everywhere not us..*wink*) what a poem...and about your feet....fantastic!
To pen a poem about your feet Is really an amazing feat But oh the truth do really tell Like anyone, they often smell And wearing footwear in your bed Must mystify your probing tread When hubby searches for some footsy To only find a hairy tootsy! Take care :) Jack
Yes darling very nice, one step back in amazement lol's Love dave xxx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Neat, witty, and original!