by Vernon Waring
(King of Prussia, PA-USA)
There was a tiny girl
who lived in a shoe
she had so much footwear
she didn't know what to do:
itsy-bitsy teensy-weensy
sneakers and pumps
and microscopic oxfords
that made her heart jump
the little clogs she wore
were custom-made in France
they went well with leisurewear
like her blue capri pants
she loved her ballet slippers
(the ones that did not pinch)
and preferred stilettos with heels
a sixteenth of an inch
her favorite choice of footgear
was a gift that could not be hipper:
a resplendent miniature pair
of magical ruby slippers
and she looked quite lovely always
wearing her minuscule diamond crown
and she was the belle of every ball
as she twirled in her wee princess gown
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