THE GIANT'S SISTER

once there was the giant
fifty feet and one half tall
but when he was a youngster
he was really rather small

he felt so darn peculiar
he would sit around and pout
and often seek the counsel
of his sis to work things out

his sis was nine years older
and she was of normal size
she'd tell him tales of life
before his height began to rise

"you'd often sit on tree limbs
or you'd perch upon a fence
you'd hide away in cupboards
when you were not so immense"

" i would toss you in the air
and you would hug me by my knees
i would dangle you some candy
letting go when you said please"

"you still mean all the world to me
although you're now so tall
i know that life just made more sense
back then when you were small"