The Finger Poem
By Steve West
@zebra2222 (5268)
United States
February 12, 2017 10:10pm CST
One finger,
Two finger,
Three finger,
Four.
Keep on counting
You have six more.
Five finger,
Six finger,
Seven, eight, and nine,
As for the tenth,
Let it cross the line.
Big finger,
Small finger,
Pudgy finger,
Thin.
Raise your finger in the air
And say to all, "I win."
Light finger,
Dark finger,
Tan finger,
Or not.
Cool finger,
Warm finger,
Now it's getting hot.
Finger in the air,
Finger in the ground,
Finger, finger, finger,
Going all around.
Finger's getting tired.
Finger's going to bed.
Finger says goodnight
And scratches his master's head.
Goodbye finger,
Ten of them in all.
Hope you have a bright day.
Now stand up firm and tall.
3 people like this
2 responses
@Happy2BeMe (99353)
• Canada
13 Feb 17
You have such a great imagination. We just never know what the next poem will be about. Whatever it is, it is always entertaining and fun to read.
@allen0187 (59761)
• Philippines
13 Feb 17
What made you think of coming up with a poem about fingers? I'm curious.



