Snatched from the Jaws of DaFeet

A pair of feet went walking

On a mild summer's day;

One tired out before the other

But was at a loss as to what to say.

You see, these feet were mismatched,

And placed backwards on the legs '"

So the weight that they bore

Was far less for the one

And for the other, a great deal more;

With relative equality

They both got sore

And were put up to rest

Until someone needy of exercise

Created the next pedestrian test.

Feet have no jaws

Nor have they teeth,

But they carry the weight

Of all that our appetites

Bequeath.

Whether we and they are large or small,

Those things with the toes

Carry it all.

It is always a

Reasonable time

In which to reflect

And wonder

Why the pieces of us

That carry the weight

Get so little respect.