How do you do that? I can't.

Once I wrote a ditty about my toe for my writing group...after I'd had a mole removed (foolish woman!) Those three verses took a long time.

I just love yours.

MY TOE
A thing of beauty is my toe
No more is it a source of woe
But not that very long ago
My great toe did hurt me so.

The wound was small, as these things go,
Though with a toe, small things grow
Until, like an avalanche of snow
The toe became a hell below

Now my toe treks to and fro
Supports my weight wherever I go
Hence here I stand to proudly crow
Behold the wonder of my toe.