Bigfoot's Shoe Emporium At Bigfoot's Shoe Emporium you'll find a dozen aisles of shoes and boots and slippers too, in all the latest styles. At Bigfoot's you can try on nearly any kind of shoe. They've shoes with springs and blinking lights, and fancy air pumps too. The prices are fantastic. You'll find all the greatest deals on running shoes and penny loafers, moccasins and heels. They even offer friendly help without an added charge, and all their shoes are comfy extra, extra, extra large.
When Frankenstein Was Just a Kid When Frankenstein was just a kid, he at his greens. It's true. He did! He ate his spinach, salads, peas, asparagus, and foods like these, and with each leaf and lima bean his skin became a bit more green. On chives and chard he loved to chew, and Brussels sprouts and peppers too, until he ate that fateful bean that turned his skin completely green. He turned all green, and stayed that way he now he frightens folks away. Poor Frankenstein, his tale is sad, but things need not have been so bad. It's fair to say, if only he had eaten much less celery, avoided cabbage, ate no kale, why, then, we'd have a different tale. So, mom and dad, I'm here to say please take these vegetables away or my fate could be just as grim. Yes, I could end up green like him. So, mom and dad, before we dine, please give a thought to Frankenstein.
My Nostril Smells Awesome My nostril smells awesome inside of my nose, a bit like the bloom of a newly-picked rose. It started this morning--I couldn't say why-- and all day it's smelled like banana cream pie. It has the aroma of freshly-baked bread with hot melted butter and blackberry spread, and maybe the breeze of a warm afternoon, that follows a thunderstorm early in June. It smells like a pine forest, right by a lake, and chocolate chip cookies my mom likes to bake, like kettle corn pop-popping over a fire, and laundry, the moment it's out of the dryer. My nostril smells awesome, so I have a plan to sit and enjoy it as long as I can. Don't ask how it happened; I really can't say. Perhaps it's my finger that's smelling this way.
The Headless Horseman's Hattery The Headless Horseman's Hattery has hats of every kind. They've just the hat you want no matter what you have in mind. They've baseball caps and bonnets. They've sombreros and berets. They've hats to wear with uniforms and hats for holidays. They've top hats made of Asian silk, and fezzes made of felt, and hats of wool, and hats of straw, and hats of beaver pelt. They welcome cash and credit cards. They'll gladly take a check. And all their hats are sure to fit on any headless neck.
Juan and Tu
(A Tongue Twister) Juan ran races. Tu ran too. Tu won one and Juan won two. Hugh ran one with Juan and Tu. Hugh won none when he ran too. Who won two when Tu won one? Juan won two and Hugh won none.
Don't Ever Bite Your Sister Don't ever bite your sister. Don't kick her in the shin. Don't slap your sister silly and don't sock her on the chin. Don't tape a "Kick Me" poster upon your sister's back. Don't take your stinky socks off and then put them in her pack. Don't purchase plastic spiders and place them on her head. Don't leave your rubber rattlesnake inside your sister's bed. Don't do this to your sister for, if you ever do, I'm pretty sure she may do something even worse to you.
On the Thirty Third of Januaugust On the thirty third of Januaugust, right before Octember, a strange thing didn't happen that I always won't remember. At eleven in the afternoon, while making midnight brunch, I poured a glass of sandwiches and baked a plate of punch. Then I climbed up on my head to see the silver sky of green, and danced around my feet because I'd turned eleventeen. A parade began to end and music started not to play, as rain came out and snowed all night that warm and sunny day. That was how it didn't happen as I keenly don't remember, on the thirty third of Januaugust, right before Octember.
Gabby's Baby Beagle
(A Tongue Twister) Gabby bought a baby beagle at the beagle baby store. Gabby gave her beagle kibble, but he begged for bagels more. Gabby loved her baby beagle; gladly Gabby gave him one, but her beagle grabbed the bag and gulped them down till there were none. So she took her baby beagle to the bagel baker's store, where the beagle gobbled bagels, bags of bagels by the score. Gabby's beagle gorged on bagels, bigger bagels than before, till he'd gobbled every bagel in the baker's bagel store. Gulping bagels bulges baby beagles' bellies really big. Say goodbye to baby beagle; Gabby's beagle's now a pig.
My Sister Kisses Thistles
(A Tongue Twister) My sister kisses thistles she's a thistle kissing sis, thus a thistle's itchy bristles never miss my sister's kiss. My sister wishes thistles weren't as itchy to the kiss, as the thistle's bristles itches make my prissy sister hiss. My sister's hisses whistle as she kisses with a swish, so my sister kisses thistles with a thistle whistle wish.
I'm Practically Perfect I'm practically perfect in every respect. I haven't a flaw you could ever detect. As soon as you know me I'm sure you'll agree there's no one around who's as perfect as me. I'm handsome and rich, with a generous heart. I'm funny, and charming, and totally smart. At school, in my classes, I only get A's. I'm also athletic in so many ways. My clothes are expensive. My hair is just right. My teeth are all straight, and they're shiny and white. I'm practically perfect. I'm sure you could tell. And, oh, did I mention? I'm humble as well.