It doesn’t matter where I go, or how I travel – fast or slow. Though neither of my parents know – I have a talented talking toe. He chitter chatters day and night, he sometimes tries to pick a fight with other toes, or cause a fright. He really could be more polite, my teeny tempestuous toe. He’s grumpy when I put on shoes cause then he cannot share his news or tell me of his tawdry views – I’d walk barefoot if toe could choose. I sometimes wish he’d take a snooze, my tiresome tenacious toe. Although my toe is often boring, Toe is really reassuring, Toe gives me a steady mooring, so in fact, I’m quite adoring of my brave and bold, exploring, talking, singing and guffawing toe-tally tip top toe.