Oder, oops - Ode To My Little Toe

Thank you, little toe, for all the little things you do:

Like how you warn me, last minute, of the coffee table, making me scream, "BOO HOO, HOO, HOO, HOO!"

Thank you for making trimming you, such a quick and easy task,

and for snagging all my socks, keeping the fabric, from getting past.

Thank you - for reminding me, when my shoes are getting tight,

and then - throbbing, like a *&#!@, into the middle of the night.

Hats off to your ability to detect when a storm is on the way,

and for being so deformed, you're like an object on display.

I don't know how you manage to keep up with all you do,

hanging off my flip-flop and cramming in my shoe.

With such delight you show me, just how much you love me too,

maybe we should change your "wee, wee home," to; "Hey mom, "Fu*# you - too!"

Ya nasty bugger -