This just grew on me!!!!
I have a little finger that's twisted ever so
An erring, tiny digit that's always on the go
It flops from east to west or even north and south
It always misbehaves when I place it in my mouth
It flicks my tongue so carelessly it doesn't care at all
Whenever it gets near my nose it really has a ball
When I raise my cheery hand, to wave it in farewell
That little beggar sticks straight up and you can really tell
That what it says is awfully rude and is very far from cool
Its' constant misbehaving makes me look a fool
I'm slowly going nuts and getting really mad
I'll hack it off one day , that sure will make me glad
My better half screams "No------that's not the way to go"
I rather like the way it works , when it wiggles to and fro"
In places not to mention, after all this is a family show
"But if you do a thing like that, you'll not see me again
And that wont be the only place where you will feel the pain
I will chop the other one off so I can have the pair
A Souvenir to remember you by, I think that's only fair"
But hang about, I can't believe, my thumb and toe just twitched
This isn't cricket, it's not fair , my limbs must be bewitched
Something's' put a spell on me and all my outer my limbs
Now my left knee and elbow have got the heebee jims
I'm shaking like a Jelly that's been out on the town
If this keeps up much longer, it could really get me down
I'll have to find a cure for this as I can't stand the pain
I wonder ! If I let go this power line ? will I become normal again ?
Poetry by Ropawil
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Written on 2009-01-03 at 10:09
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My Little Finger
MY LITTLE FINGERI have a little finger that's twisted ever so
An erring, tiny digit that's always on the go
It flops from east to west or even north and south
It always misbehaves when I place it in my mouth
It flicks my tongue so carelessly it doesn't care at all
Whenever it gets near my nose it really has a ball
When I raise my cheery hand, to wave it in farewell
That little beggar sticks straight up and you can really tell
That what it says is awfully rude and is very far from cool
Its' constant misbehaving makes me look a fool
I'm slowly going nuts and getting really mad
I'll hack it off one day , that sure will make me glad
My better half screams "No------that's not the way to go"
I rather like the way it works , when it wiggles to and fro"
In places not to mention, after all this is a family show
"But if you do a thing like that, you'll not see me again
And that wont be the only place where you will feel the pain
I will chop the other one off so I can have the pair
A Souvenir to remember you by, I think that's only fair"
But hang about, I can't believe, my thumb and toe just twitched
This isn't cricket, it's not fair , my limbs must be bewitched
Something's' put a spell on me and all my outer my limbs
Now my left knee and elbow have got the heebee jims
I'm shaking like a Jelly that's been out on the town
If this keeps up much longer, it could really get me down
I'll have to find a cure for this as I can't stand the pain
I wonder ! If I let go this power line ? will I become normal again ?
Poetry by Ropawil
Read 671 times
Editors' choiceWritten on 2009-01-03 at 10:09
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