One Inch Tall by Shel Silverstein

If you were only one inch tall, you’d ride a worm to school. 
The teardrop of a crying ant would be your swimming pool. 
A crumb of cake would be a feast 
And last you seven days at least, 
A flea would be a frightening beast 
If you were one inch tall. 

If you were only one inch tall, you’d walk beneath the door, 
And it would take about a month to get down to the store. 
A bit of fluff would be your bed, 
You’d swing upon a spider’s thread, 
And wear a thimble on your head 
If you were one inch tall. 

You’d surf across the kitchen sink upon a stick of gum. 
You couldn’t hug your mama, you’d just have to hug her thumb. 
You’d run from people’s feet in fright, 
To move a pen would take all night, 
(This poem took fourteen years to write– 
‘Cause I’m just one inch tall).

Shel Silverstein

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