Sunday Cats
Toes are many things
Long or short, hairy, or with warts
Unadorned or sporting rings
Often sporting colours of all sorts.
A toe’s big job is to keep you up-right
But when you stub your favourite toe
On that table leg just out of sight
We know that you’ll also scream with woe.
But all in all, your toe’s a friend
Something faithful, loyal
That you can count on in the end
That treats you right royal.
But if you are a ferocious cat
A sharp-toothed predator bursting with fight
When seeking prey, they are all of that,
But in addition,
Toes are
something
to bite