Some of you might remember this from a while back. Anyway, here it is again, an excerpt from one of my favorite stories (of mine) Too Many Shoes.
When choosing which shoes would go best with her clothes
she could never be sure of the shoes that she chose.
With so many choices from which she could pick
the mountain of shoes made her stomach feel sick.
She would search through them all from the first to the last
till her heartbeat was beating two-times-two, too fast.
Then she’d pout, and she’d whine, and she’d whimper and bawl,
“Having no shoes I like… is like no shoes at all!“
I will post another bit of the story later.