Full title: “What I Would Do if I Had Eight Hands”
I had no inspiration for this one in particular, other than a soul-deep love for pancakes.
I wrote a poem called “If I Had Eight Hands” long ago. It went like this:
If I had eight hands
what things I could do!
I’d paint you a painting while tying my shoe.
I’d juggle twelve balls
(if that’s not too hard)
and make a ham sandwich while raking the yard.
I’d clap and I’d snap
while I played kazoo
and hop on one hand like a crazed kangaroo.
I’d do all those things
and when I was through,
I’d use all eight hands just for tickling you.
Truth be told, if I had eight hands, I’d probably just eat more pancakes.
Andrew said that he didn’t like this one because he thought it was gross. Toph, however, thought it was great enough to ask for it himself. So, now Toph has a favorites wall!