Fable Of A Toe

Fable Of A Toe Me went down in me basement To wash me dirty clothes The dryer door needed a replacement And wouldn't shut, as everybody knows Me pushed a cinder block against the blimey thing And yelled and cussed 'til it fell on me toes Oh the pain me felt as me swore like a king And limped up the stairs a cussin' all the way Me toe bled and bled, me carpet was all red It bled all night and into the next day When me toe turn black it entered me head Me needs to see a doctor now And that's exactly what me did Doc took one look and all he said was "wow What a nasty thing" and "how'd ya do that kid?" Me told him the complete, whole story He bandaged me all up tight It sure did look all gory Me popped some pills and slept that night 'Tis been a year since me hurt me toe It will never, ever be the same One side is bent and the nail won't grow But me is the one to blame The moral to this story is simply this here thing Don't swear at your dryer. That is just lame Anger at your dryer will hurt to your toe bring. Copyright © 2005 Lunaria (Lila May Guptill)