One day a toe woke up,

as toes are won't to do.

Woke up, to pain,

Oh! What's a poor toe to do?

Were you stubbed, stepped on?

I don't know, said the toe.

Were you smashed, kicked?

I can't remember, said to toe.

I just woke up one morning,

felt big and bloated.

Looked in the mirror,

I was puffy red all over.

One day a toe woke up,

as toes are wont to do.

Woke up to pain,

Oh! What's a poor toe to do!

What happened to your nail?

I don't know, said the toe.

Was it yanked, ripped?

I can't remember, said the toe.

I just woke up that morning,

my nail a little to the side.

Looked in the mirror,

my nail ripped on one side.

If you have seen this toe's assailant,

or witnessed the crime at the scene,

would you call 911,

to tell us what you've seen.

CALDER WOLFE