I met a sharp toothed snail
Yesterday sticking out of Jimmy's nose.
He was looking around all sad and pale
Asking "Where'd everybody go?"
"I used to be visited quite often by
pinky and pointer and middle. and sometimes
Thumb would even stop in and say hi!
Usually just after lunch time."
I told the snail to his delight,
That Jimmy was soon to start driving
And spare moments at the stop lights
Would again have his friends arriving.
* again, thanks to Shel Silverstein for the inspiration
