O hark, what is that fearsome sound <br />That wakes me in the night? <br />O hark, what is that awful pain <br />That nibbles out of sight? <br /> <br />A Badger, Badger, black and white <br />Where have you scurried from? <br />So bold to enter in my tent <br />And take what not belongs. <br /> <br />Prepare your face, for I will kick <br />Some sense into it too. <br />How dare you try to take my toe <br />This night you'll surely rue. <br /> <br />But just as I did lunge my foot <br />My reason cleared its throat <br />And threw me back into my past <br />With argument to quote: <br /> <br />'See here, you're wrong, in every way <br />Our conduct ought to be <br />That any action plucked from time <br />Can work universally.' <br /> <br />And then I thought of my dear toe <br />Vs. kicking in the face <br />And wondered if the food for one <br />Exceeds my toe-shaped space. <br /> <br />But the time it took for me to think <br />And choose which way to go <br />The Badger bold, with fervid teeth, <br />Ran off with my big toe.<br /><br />Hakon Evjemo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ethics-took-my-big-toe/
