If you were only one inch tall, you'd ride a worm to school The teardrop of a crving 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 right. (This poem took fourteen years to write- Cause I'm just one inch tall).