Your right foot is a left over
a white cheese slice
topped with roasted eggplant
and drizzled with olive oil -
best served hot, cold, hot, cold
Yo lemme get a R.I.C.E for my SLICE!
Your right foot is woefully wrong
and a network of veiny volunteers
deliver aid to its tenacious toe nails
all considering a plunge
from atop your phalange high dive
while Pinky simply looks on,
smaller and more helpless
than in the your 30 years gone
Your left foot takes it all in stride,
resisting the chide: I toed you so!
Admiring instead the new hues
of the emperor´s new shoes,
offering, "Oh my dear sisters, please know:
that without rain, there can be no rainbow"
