<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384666" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Poor Little Toe</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am all tired out, said the mouth, with a pout,<br>I am all tired out with talk.<br>Just wait, said the knee, till you're lame as you can be-<br>And then have to walk-walk-walk.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My work, said the hand, is the hardest in the land.<br>Nay, mine is harder yet, said the brain;<br>When you toil, said the eye, as steadily as I,<br>O then you'll have reason to complain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then a voice, faint and low, of the poor little toe<br>Spoke out in the dark with a wail:<br>It is seldom I complain, but you all will bear your pain<br>With more patience if you hearken to my tale.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'm the youngest of five, and the others live and thrive,<br>They are cared for, and considered and admired.<br>I am overlooked and snubbed, I am pushed upon and rubbed,<br>I am always sick and ailing, sore and tired.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But I carry all the weight of the body, small or great,<br>Yet no one ever praises what I do;<br>I am always in the way, and 'tis I who have to pay<br>For the folly and the pride of all of you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then the mouth and the brain and the hand said, 'tis plain<br>Though troubled be our lives with woe,<br>The hardest lot of all, does certainly befall<br>The poor little, humble little toe,<br>The snubbed little, rubbed little toe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ella+Wheeler+Wilcox">Ella Wheeler Wilcox</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384666" data-title="The Poor Little Toe de Ella Wheeler Wilcox" data-description="I am all tired out, said the mouth, with a pout, I am all tired out with talk. Just wait, said the knee, till you're lame as you can be- And then have to walk-walk-walk. My work, said the hand, is the hardest in the land. Nay, mine is harder yet,..."></div> </div> </div>

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