Thanks to Digitus Medius, I type just fine.
At times I wish for polydactyl, to multiply.
My brain works fast, but Digit. M. is shy.
He calls upon his brother on the other hand,
Digitus Tertius flies up as if on command.
He does this quite often, sometimes unwillingly so,
at the taxi, the rude clerk or the stupid TV show.
He never cares and speaks his mind,
Unlike his brother, who is so crazy kind.
Yet so different, but they are twins,
Shy left loses, and the bold right wins.