The thumb
And the toe
Either numb
Movement slow
The nose
Can’t smell
If a rose
Ain't well
But off
The toe
Don't scoff
Odors arose
Stinky
Enough
To be
The rough
Fit of a glove
Then sneeze
And shove
Off a trapeze
Yes the thumb
Who knows
Kept you aplomb
Your balance grows
It’s sox, ie
Just knit cloth
Moxie
Pedestrian sloth
Not by the feet
For handwalking
Is indiscreet
Sidling
Rather give a hand
For what writes
About a gland
A foot only smites
Then stomps
Off madly
A hand romps
Gladly
Spills ink
News delivery
No stink
Just old time recovery
The dumb
Who know
To succumb
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