Lonely and confused,
Too many toes.
My calls with no returns,
Too many toes.
What has become of him,
Nobody knows,
Besides maybe Ms. Toomanytoes.
Only communication,
He says he's locking the door,
And goodnight - I don't know him anymore.
Too many toes,
I come to find,
When I fight for love just one last time.
Top of the morning, I do recall;
There were no warning calls, no none at all.
Too many toes,
I find after the dogs greet me,
The only two in that room that truly loved thee.
My senses are the guide;
The room still dark.
Too many toes,
I reach for him once more,
with fingers and heart...
Too many toes!
The feeling of betrayal fills my veins,
my lungs, next into my heart
I would have fought for him forever,
If it wasn't for finding ten too many,
******* toes.